Caller: (nods into phone) Hello, may I please speak with Ryan Daley?
Ryan Daley: He’s not here right now, may I take a message?
Caller: I have this as his primary cell phone number.
RD: Actually, his primary cell phone is downstairs, underwater.
Caller: Excuse me?
RD: The long path of vengeance has be severed, like a fiber optic.
Caller: Will you please tell him that Student Consolidation Services called?
RD: Bonus question: In an airless room, would a crouton matter?
Caller: Sir, Mr. Ryan, this is a serious matter.
RD: People have died while we’ve been talking.
Caller: Please, if you are not Ryan Daley, nod. This message isn't for you.
RD: Like, exploded over a river and their body parts strewn. Can you imagine being strewn?
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