I am picturing the following having occurred yesterday:
A knock sounds at the door of Ron Hextall's office. He raises his head from his laptop. "Come in."
"Good afternoon, Ron," says Dave Hakstol, with an uncharacteristic grin on his face. "You did it."
"No, Dave, we did it," Hextall replies.
"That was brilliant the way you set us up for this expansion draft, pumping up Bellemare with the contract and the A. And running this dead-air system. How on earth, though, did you know about pick 13?"
"Shhh, we won't speak of that. Not even in private. Here, have a drink to celebrate."
Hextall passes a tumbler of amber liquid across his desk.
"The negative info you planted about Mrazek seems to be doing its job."
"Indeed. I will give it another few days to fester and then offer a 6th round pick, which the Red Wings will be pleased to accept."
"Excellent, Ron. And I want to be sure I can run the system I want now that pretty much all of our dead weight is gone."
"Of course, Dave. Just like we agreed."