"Hello?" Pt. 2

December 14th 2016

"Are you busy?"

"Super."

"Sophie, are you busy?"

"No, why, what's wrong?"

"Can you do me a massive favour?"

"Sure. What do you need me to do?"

"Evelyn and I are about to walk into a meeting with one of the managing partners at my law firm and Ewan's school just rang. He's unwell and someone needs to go pick him up. Alistair is visiting family in Sterling and Samuel isn't answering his phone. Do you mind going?"

"No, of course, I'll go."

"Great, thank you. -It's ok, Evie. Sophie's going.-"

<<Brilliant. Tell her there'll be a bottle of wine coming her way as a thank you.>>

"-No wine. She drank enough alcohol last weekend. No more. She'll end up with liver cirrhosis at this rate.-"

"Um, excuse me?"

"Don't deny it, Soph."

"I wasn't going to. I was going to ask you for the address of Ewan's school."

"Oh, right. Um, he's at St. John Lloyd's."

<<No, he isn't Finn's at St. John Lloyd's.>>

"-Where's Ewan, then?-"

<<Oak.>>

"-Is he? Right, ok.- Sophie, Ewan's at Oak Preparatory in Mayfair."

"Oak, right. Wait, isn't that the STEM private school?"

"That's the one. My nephew is a genius."

"Huh. I'll let you know when I've picked him up. Am I bringing him back to our house or going to Evie's?"

"Do you have a key for Evie's?"

"Nope. I'll bring him back here, then."

"Please. And remember, no dairy."

"He's not allergic to dairy. He's allergic to the lactose in dairy."

"No lactose."

"Ok. Is there anything he likes doing?"

"He likes doing maths."

"Maths?"

"STEM, remember. Science, Technology, Engineering, Mathematics."

"Your nephew is a weirdo."

"Weirder that you?"

"Oh, God, no. No one is weirder than me!"

"True."

"Ordinarily, I'd be offended, but I'm not. I'll see you later, 'gator."

"Hey! That's my line."

"Tough. I lvoe you."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"This is where you say it back to me."

"You stole my line, Sophie."

"It's ok. You'll get over it."

"..."

"Or not. Anyway, bye, Daniel!"

"Good bye, Sophie."

"..."

"I love you."

"Duh."