The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
October 21, 2004

Intercom

This morning a group of black SUVs pulled into Ishii's place. What's the term for a group of SUVs? Someone should come up with one. Murder of crows is taken, diary. Anyway, I remember these from last year. The Dodgers' season is over so Ishii will be going abroad for a spell. I decided to go out to the gate and play detective. I took a screwdriver from the paint supplies and pretend to fix the intercom. I got a good look at the kids but I think they were distracted. They didn't seem afraid of me. I did all I thought I could do with the intercom without looking silly and went back inside. About an hour later I heard a honking horn and with Manolo out for the afternoon, I went out to see Pete my tree guy stuck behind the gate. Chalk up one last win for clan Ishii.