Phone transcript, -00:34:12 before island-wide outbreak
Ethan: Yo.
Marcus: Guueeeess who.
Ethan: Tooth Fairy? That you? Hey I wanted to ask you about that molar I lost back in eighth grade, how come I only got a quarter? That sucker was worth at least 75 cents–
Marcus: Aaaand you've killed it.
Ethan: Yeah I thought that might be a bit much.
Marcus: Took it up then dropped it from the Eiffel tower…
Ethan: Mhm.
Marcus: Picked up the remains and splattered 'em all over the street…
Ethan: That so?
Marcus: Lit 'em on fire and did the funky chicken over the smoking giblets…
Ethan: Okay, now who's overdoing it?
Marcus: Yeah, this is kinda dumb. Anyways, you all set for tonight?
Ethan: Yeah, I got booze, when are you and the others coming over?
Marcus: It's just going to be me I'm afraid, we're meeting the others in town later tonight.
Ethan: What the fuck? I bought all this crap and–
Marcus: Hey don't blow up on me; they literally just gave me a buzz to tell me like two minutes ago.
Ethan: Could've had the decency to call their gracious host before snubbing him.
Marcus: Yeah, I know, so it's just going to be you and me tonight.
Ethan: Fantastic, I get to stare at your ugly mug for the next three hours; I'd better get started on the vodka.
Marcus: Oh, ha, oh ha hee ha.
Ethan: So, what are the rest of them doing?
Marcus: Jamie – that's girl Jamie, by the way – fell ill, Jamie – guy Jamie that is – says she got bit by something. He and the others are taking her to get checked out at the hospital.
Ethan: Woah, woah, back up a sec, Jamie and Jamie are speaking again? Didn't they break up like–
Marcus: Three days ago, yeah. C'mon man, you can't tell me you're still surprised by this sort of shit; they've been breaking up and getting back together more often than movie stars do since they met back in tenth grade.
Ethan: I guess so. So what, Kev, Jack and Cat have gone with them then?
Marcus: Yyyep.
Ethan: Was it that bad?
Marcus: Sounded like it, never heard Jamie sound so shaken up.
Ethan: Shit….
Marcus: Yeah… with any luck though they'll give her something at the hospital and maybe a cot and we'll see the others at Cruise about half eleven, midnight, that sort of time.
Ethan: Yeah… shit, hope Jamie's okay.
Marcus: Ah, she's a tough little bitch; I've yet to meet anything capable of keeping her down for long.
Ethan: Tell me about it, my nuts still haven't crawled out of my ribcage from that one trip we took to New Rynns City.
Marcus: Haha! Yeah I remember that. Good times, good times.
Ethan: Not for me it wasn't. I spent the next three days walking funny and spoke like I'd been pumped full of helium.
Marcus: Well, the rest of us thought it was funny as fuck.
Ethan: Prick.
Marcus: Asshole.
Ethan: See you soon man.
Marcus: You too dude.
Ethan: Take care.
Marcus: Bye.
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