So he was twice the legal limit, talking on a cell phone, and not wearing a seat belt. With a stash of ganja in the car of which he may or may not have been partaking. And according to the woman with whom he was talking, he wasn't headed home, HE WAS ON HIS WAY TO ANOTHER BAR.
Good lord, man. How many ways can you screw this up? I'm surprised he wasn't wearing a blindfold with one hand tied behind his back, too.