Many years ago, long before the advent of cellular phones or even really GPS units, when doing road trips in convoy, the local ritual was “Are we there yet?” “Twenty minutes.”
Said question, over the course of a few years, migrated from “we’re off the highway and approaching our final destination” to as we were departing… But everyone was in on the joke.
I don’t think the people waiting another two weeks are in on the joke.
… Bourbon??
My universe has just expanded.