Hobart Arrested

The reason Frieda and Proctor were having so much trouble finding Dr. Hobart was that he did not actually make it to the party. He left his invitation at the office, which he didn’t even realize until he was already driving around the suburbs in the general vicinity of where he thought the party might be at. Unfortunately, he was on the opposite side of town from where he should be. The overdose of liberal pills was slowly starting to take other tolls on him as well. He simultaneously wanted to call Frieda and tell them they’d have to drug the party themselves, call them for directions and at the same time still hadn’t solved the problem of not having a phone. When he finally found a pay phone he put all of his change into it without reading the directions, which meant he lost it all once he realized that he’d left the phone number in the car. When he walked into the nearby drug store to ask for change, the clerk looked at him blankly and told him she couldn’t just give him change. Hobart found this perfectly understandable and was back in the car driving around. By the time he’d gotten down the block, he realized he should’ve just asked her directions and saved himself the entire original problem. Obviously, the pay phone had deceived him. The problem became even worse because Hobart didn’t turn around, deciding that he would instead find yet another gas station somewhere up the road. All this despite the fact that the entire time he needed more gas and he could’ve just gotten it when he was first asking for change. When he finally did find another gas station, Hobart made yet another mistake. He used one of Cuckler’s Credit Cards that had been used as a two-way between several of his more obscure government transactions. Obscure enough that the I.R.S., in lieu of several strange reports about a gang connection inside the Federal Environmental Agency, had flagged the card should it ever be used again. Which it was, because Hobart figured the Government would understand the need for gas so he could drug the Republican fishing party. Which they did not. Especially when the squad car, alerted by the I.R.S. to detain a ‘potentially armed and dangerous suspect’, found him and were told about said plan to drug party. Just as Frieda and Proctor were winding down what had proven to be a fun day at the ‘Lucky Bastard Fishing Club’, Frieda found a voice mail on her cell. Hobart was in jail for misuse of Federal funds and using a false alias to obtain them.