One of my dudes had a warrant two states away and the police went to his job to arrest him. He told his boss: "Go outside and tell them that I'm not running, but that I need time. Tell them, give me a few minutes and I will be out there." The boss relayed the message and the officers respected my friend's request. My friend went through the backdoor and to the liquor store. There, he bought a half pint of E&J, and a half pint of 100-proof Smirnoff. He then went to Subway, bought a footlong meatball marinara, and returned to his job through the backdoor. In privacy, he drank both bottles and devoured the hoagie with Godspeed. Before being arrested, his last words were: "There's no way I'm taking a three-hour ride with these crackas sober. I'm working. I'm making money. My kids are on my mind. Fuck being depressed for the whole ride."
That's too bad for your friend. Hopefully it's nothing too serious. It's good that he was able to get nice and twisted before the ride though