Metropolis flyover. At the Ace of Clubs, the joint is jumpin', jumpin'. You know who's not jumpin'? Jimmy Olsen, who is serving drinks behind the counter. He's double-serving two skewers of olives into two water-filled martini glasses. He doesn't even bother to flirt with the lady customers. Oh, what sad end is this? Jimmy notices someone coming and pretends to wipe the counter forcefully. It's Blagojevich. And he looks angry. "Rye! Whiskey! Double!" he commands. Jimmy tries to remember how to make those three drinks. Jimmy tells "Mr. Mannheim" that he'll have it up right away. He pours. Blagojevich touches the wound above his left eye. It looks painful. "Hey, Ugly," a guy behind him says. It might have been a name, but I swear I heard, "Ugly." Don't call him that! The new guy says the boss wants to speak with him. He adds that the boss doesn't look too happy. Blagojevich says, "I bet he's not. Mr. Businessman." Jimmy smiles sympathetically. Blago drinks his 3-in-1 concoction. As he walks away from the bar, Jimmy leans forward and puts an arm on the guy's shoulder to stop him. Blago looks at his leather jacket's shoulder pad in dismay. Jimmy pulls his hand back and apologizes. Jimmy says he knows he just started, but he was wondering if he could have an advance on that day's pay. He says he had some... stuff... come up. You see, there's this monkey. Let's call him Clyde. And Clyde has been on my back. For days, now. And the doctors say that I'm going to need an operation, one that involves needles to get this monkey off my back. The operation is called the "Heroin" procedure. But I've probably said too much. Blagojevich says he'll talk to Ricky about it, but it's the last time. Damn, how many times has Jimmy done this? Jimmy nods goofily, smiling. Oh yeah. That monkey is so gonna get bananas tonight.