inner-state blues

hey marvin, let's go out to the bar.
no can do, man. I gotta get up early and drive over to the west side of the state. and you know how much I hate to drive.
hey, it's no sweat. just pop in your phone and listen to tunes. the miles will just melt away.
you think so?
I know so.
can you make me a playlist?
what? you don't have a road-trip playlist?
c'mon, man. I'll only need like 100 tunes, right?
yeah, I'll just sit down and bang it out right now.
I knew I could count on you.
you sure 100 is enough?
make it 200. I might get lost.