"Hello, you've reached Nick Stokes. I can't come to the phone right now. Probably because I'm buried alive somewhere in the vicinity of Las Vegas. Or possibly I'm hospitalized due to the latest stalking attempt. I might have a gun pointed at my face right now, too. And there are always those hookers that seem to die after one night with me; I might be trying to stay out of prison. So leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you as soon as - oh, hell, screw it... I'm going off the grid. Have a nice life!" *BEEP*