Arnold knew the truth. He was a ginger. There was no denying his bright red hair. He picked up the phone and dialed the number fiercely. "Hello?"a voice on the other end asked. "Hello !" Arnold said. "What do you want you red haired beast?" Mrs. Frizzle started. "Why are you calling me at three in the morning?!" She finished. "I have something very important to tell you." Arnold spat confidentially. "Yes?" She questioned. "I love you! I love you Mrs. Frizzle!" He yelled. "Wut?" She asked.