"Shit," Frank breathes, sounding more than a little surprised. He hasn't slept so late since—the hospital, probably, when they'd kept him just this side of completely-drooling-on-himself sedated.

He sits up, running a hand down his face before looking Matt up and down. "Yeah, Red," he says, not one to mince words. Like, ever. Even where appropriate. "Desperately." A beat. "Let me take a piss, first."