[ It's late morning when Blake calls, and the reason he's bothering with audio is probably clear enough: his voice is laced with exhaustion, and after pushing himself pretty hard during the last event, the last thing he needs is a couple more days of chaos, but what choice does he have? ]

Hey, babe— [ Did he just..? Okay, never mind, moving on. ] There's some— stuff goin' on, and since I don't got six arms, you think you could look into this for me?