(iPhone ringing)
(groans)
- Hello?
- Hey, Jen, did you get my text?
- Oh, no, I'm sorry, I was sooo busy.
Yeah, works been craaazyyy.
- Oh, uh, let me, I did all I could, sorry!
(cracker package rattling)
(crackers crunching)
- So, it's like, I had to drive all the way back,
and traffic was crazy, and the line was super long--
- Yeah, listen, I really need to to go the bathroom.
- Oh, okay.
- I used to be able to see--
(text message dings)
as far as the eye can see, and now buildings are in the way.
- Oh, sorry, it's from work.
- Oh, yeah, I get it, I get it.
Oh, they got some blue ones. (chuckles)
(cackles gleefully)
- What, where are the blue?
- And I really had to talk to her, and all I'm asking
is that she (mumbling) and I just feel like
it's not a lot to ask for, you know?
- Yeah, yeah.
(knocking)
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
- Just let me know if you need anything.
- It's just one of those free cruise scams.
How do you even get on those lists?
(gasps) Yummy! I thought there'd be more fries.
- Just weird.
(iPhone ringing)
- Hello.
- Hey, why didn't you answer my text?
- Oh, I am so sorry, work has been nuts.
- Okay, all right.
Wait.
- So like ridiculously overwhelmed right now,
like I don't even...
I can barely hear you.
Am I ever gonna have kids?
Am I ever gonna get married?
Answer, married to my work.
Memos are my children, right, like.
It's like whoo, oh my god.