"Well, look what I have," Sandra said, plucking a $20 from her purse and snapping it to catch his attention further.  "Tomorrow you'll be able to start all over again on the drinking with one of these, right?"  She leaned in, catching his eyes to focus and hopefully get him talking further.  "Tonight, though, you're going to tell us everything you know about the matter.  That means that tonight you have to remember, but then tomorrow you can forget again."  Her demeanor shifted rapidly back to kind and polite.  "That sounds fair, don't you think?  Besides, that way we'll be able to deal with everything for you.  Tell us about the things, about the holes, and then tomorrow you can get raging drunk."