three AM
* -- to sort out the mess so that he could present himself at the Perceptronics Acton offices and get their guys prepped for the ever-receding meeting with MassPike . `` Jesus , Federico , what the fuck am I * doing * here ? '' `` I know , Art , I know . '' Art had taken to calling Fede at the extreme ends of circadian compatibility , three AM and eleven PM and then noon on Fede 's clock , as a subtle means of making the experience just as unpleasant for Fede as it was for Art . `` I screwed up , '' Fede yawned . `` I screwed up and now we 're both paying the price . You handled your end beautifully and I dropped mine .