17-year-old Isabella was sitting in the coffee shop drinking a cappuccino and eating a large piece of toffee cake.
Phineas said he'd meet me, what's taking him so long? Isabella thought; her phone rang. "Ugh, Ferb's calling again. I wonder what's wrong, he never calls unless it's important; but I'm waiting for a call from Phineas. Ferb won't mind if I call him back later." She said to herself.
She continued sipping her drink and nibbling her cake when the door opened. Isabella looked up expectantly; then sighed.
Gretchen walked in with Ferb close behind. Isabella looked up again and did a double take as her phone rang and Ferb's name came up on the caller ID. "There can't be two Ferb on the planet."
Gretchen walked over to her friend. "Hey, Iz." Isabella sighed. "Do you know why Ferb's been phoning me all day?" Isabella asked her friend. Gretchen shook her head. "He's been with me all day. He's not prone to using the phone, you know that." Isabella nodded.
Ferb came over with a couple of drinks. Isabella shot him an icy glare. "Why are you phoning me?" Ferb blinked in surprise. "I'm not." He replied as her phone rang again. "Phin's phone met with an untimely demise, he's using mine."