Wild coincidence. My teleportation episodes also coincide with outcomes that would normally correlate with drunkenness.

Being able to teleport to a waffle house would actually be kinda useful for a FEMA worker using the Waffle House Index to determine the severity of damage in an area.

Too bad this guy is just nuts, or a drunk.

Silly jurors... If I was on jury duty and Musk came up, I'd stay quiet and make sure I'd be selected for jury duty, for a chance to help send the damn kethead Nazi to the slammer - or make him lose money, or anything that hurts him. The last thing I would do is admit to the judge that I'm out to get him.