That evening, Ralph replayed Richie's message. After deleting it, he picked the phone up and called his good friend.
"Hi, Rich," Ralph said when his call was picked up from Richie Jr.
"Hi, Mr. Malph."
"Sorry, Richie. I thought it was your father."
"That's okay, Mr. Malph. I'll go find him."
A few seconds later, Richie came on.
"Hi, Ralph."
"Hi, Rich. At first I thought it was you who answered the phone."
"No. I see you got my message."
"I did. Thanks for inviting me and Potsie over for supper one night to meet your new friends. Are they still up to it?" Ralph asked.
"I just got a telephone call from Mr. Whitehorse, but they'd still like to think it over a little bit more."
"Fine with me. What does Potsie say?"
"Potsie is coming from the tour shortly, but he's interested in meeting them too."
"Is the Fonz invited?"
"We haven't talked about the Fonz, but we'll talk about the idea. Thanks for mentioning it."
"No problem," Ralph said.
He added, "How are they getting along in Milwaukee?"
"I'm not sure. Since Mr. Whitehorse hasn't found a job yet, he and his wife think that they should put the house back on the market since they can't find any friends and a job."
"Did you say anything to them about that yet?"
"I just did, Ralph. Mom was the one who told me about them thinking of moving back to Grand Canyon."
"So that's where they're from? What about Joanie and Chachi? Have they met them yet?"
"What I'm told from Mom is that they haven't met yet. The first day the Whitehorses moved in the neighborhood, Joanie didn't stay for supper. She didn't want to break her date off with Chachi, so as far as I know for now is that she hasn't yet met them."
"That's your sister for you."
"You better believe it."
"Let me know when Potsie and the Whitehorses decide on a time and date so I can mark it on my calendar," Ralph said.
"I plan to. Talk again soon."
That's when the two friends hung up.