 Why does Simon look for a bottle of aspirin in the beginning of the story?
He sat down at his desk, passed his tongue over his teeth in distaste, groaned, fumbled in a drawer for the aspirin bottle. He looked over at Betty and said, almost as though reciting, "What I need is a vacation." "Providence," Simon told her whilst fiddling with the aspirin bottle, "will provide." Something where you could deduce that actually the ruby ring had gone down the drain and was caught in the elbow. The client fussed himself with Betty's assistance into the seat, bug-eyed Simon, said finally, "You know my name, that's pretty good. When Simon continued to say nothing she ventured, "Time travel is impossible." "Then you'll realize that there are a dozen explanations of the paradoxes of time travel. It's my contention that within a century or so man will have solved the problems of immortality and eternal youth, and it's also my suspicion that he will eventually be able to travel in time. "The usual explanation, Betty, is that they can't afford to allow the space-time continuum track to be altered. If, say, a time traveler returned to a period of twenty-five years ago and shot Hitler, then all subsequent history would be changed. In that case, the time traveler himself might never be born. Simon said, "You want to hire me to find a time traveler and in some manner or other—any manner will do—exhort from him the secret of eternal life and youth, which you figure the future will have discovered. Now she said, plaintively, "But where are you going to find one of these characters—especially if they're interested in keeping hid?" People would figure they had D.T.'s." If you could go back a few thousand years, the things you would wish to see would be a Roman Triumph, perhaps the Rites of Dionysus, or one of Alexander's orgies. You can take the plane to Munich, spend a week there and—" Simon was shaking his head. It takes roughly seven and a half hours from Gander to Shannon and I spent that time dreaming up material I could put into my reports to Mr. Oyster. Each tent contained benches and tables for about five thousand persons and from six to ten thousands pack themselves in, competing for room.
 He has a hangover
 He has a migraine  He is concerned someone has tampered with it  He has a hangover  He keeps time traveling pills inside