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Day 3, 6:10 P.M
Seventh call Tala & Ray
Ringring
"Hello?"
"Ray what the hell's the matter with you!"
"Um Tala?"
"Yes it's Tala who were you expecting it to be? Catwoman?"
"What's up?"
"You are what's going to be up when I get my hands on you."
"What did I do?"
"You were given one simple task, that was deliver a note but did you do it? Noo."
"Hey, I did deliver your note."
"To who?"
"To Ian of course."
"That's the problem you dolt; I never expected this from you."
"Hey watch whom you are calling a dolt, pasty-face, my job was to deliver your stinking letter which I did and if this is the thanks I get then remind me never to do you a favour again."
"Oh keep your claws in check kitty I have reason to be mad, you delivered the note to the wrong person!"
"No I didn't Oliver told me that Enrique told him that Tyson told him that you gave him the letter to give to Enrique to give to Oliver to give the letter to me to give it to Ian."
"No I didn't! I told him to give it to Enrique to give it to Oliver to give it to you to give it to – nevermind."
"But that's not what he told me."
"So Tyson's the one to blame for this."
"Looks like it."
"Sorry for yelling at you, Ray."
"No problem it happens."
"Just wait till I get my hands on Tyson."
"You'll have to wait in line Max and I are in on it."
"Oh no way, the pure pleasure of killing him will be mine alone :insert evil laughter here: mine, mine I tell you."
"Na-ah."
"Ya-hah."
"Na-ah."
"Ya-hah."
"We're being childish."
"Yeah you're right but ya-hah."
"Na-ah."
"Okay let's stop. By the way Ray, there was this thing I encountered at school today."
"Thing? What thing?"
"I dont know but it was all pink."
"All pink?"
"Yeah freakishly pink, wait, I know it was called something ah yes got it Mariah!"
":groan: Mariah?"
"Yes and I think it was looking for you."
":groan: It? I thought Mariah was a she."
"It's a she? well, looks more like an it to me than a she."
":groan: looking for me?"
"Yeah, hey Ray are you all right? Do you have a stomach upset?"
"No why'd you ask?"
"Cos you are groaning."
"Believe me if she or it or whatever was behind you you'd be groaning too."
"True true."
"Frankly I'd welcome a stomach upset with open arms if it meant there was a choice between that and her."
"Correction, it."
"Whatever."
"I truely sympathise with you but now I've got a score to settle with Tyson."
"Hey leave some of him for me."
"I'll try."
"Okay bye."
"Bye."
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