"You know I never lie."
"Did.... Did we run into Knott?"
"No."
"I could swear something about Knott is flitting around in the blackout. I—"
"Your imagination," Gabby said. "On your feet, Jake. Time to get dressed and have something to eat. We've got to catch the nine o'clock plane."
"What plane?"
"Don't you remember anything from last night? We made up our minds to fly down to Mexico today."
"Mexico? What for?"
"My divorce. Your wedding." Gabby looked at him sternly. "If you're pretending amnesia to get out of it, Jake, it won't work. I've got witnesses."
"I think," he said feebly, "I'd better have some coffee."