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Hello? Is Ivana Tinkle there? Lemme check.
I can’t believe he’s doing this. *hangs up* Hmm…now who do I call? *scrolls through the numbers* Ah-ha
Port Charles Mortuary. You stab'em and we'll slab'em.
Do you have any Grey Poupon?
Spinelli? Shit. Uh—I mean—uh—no. It’s Elizabeth. *clears throat and puts on a high voice* I have a cold. I’m going to go throw up now. *hangs up* That was close.
Hello? *sniffle* What’s up, Liz? Oh, hi, Spinelli. *sniffle* What’s wrong? I just ran over my own dog. *sob* Jason wants you to call him. *Sniffle* Okay.
Hello? This is Santa. Oh, yes. I was wondering when those— Diamonds aren’t coming. …Oh. Stop calling me.
Hello?
What’s black and white and red all over? *Giggle* I don’t know. What? Do you want version one, two, or three? Uh…Three. A penguin with a sunburn. *hysterical laughter*
That’s it for today. Wait until Goddess of Hotness finds out what happened to her cell minutes.
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