Dialing the phone.
“Hello. You have reached the answering machine for Tom. Please leave him a message after the beep.”
B—E—E—P
“Hi , uh, yeah, Tom? This is Becky. I wanted to talk to you about, well, about some stuff. I need to talk to you. Really, on the phone here is no good. Actually everything lately is no good. I just wanted to talk to you about, um, you know, us. I think we need to talk. Okay, I will just say it. I don’t think we are any good for each other. I mean, you know, we should maybe go our own ways. Maybe we should talk first. Well, actually, I have tried to talk to you about this but, you always have something to do. I just don’t think you like me much and want to break up but you are just being nice to me and not telling me. Okay, I think I am gonna go now. Sorry if I messed up your whole day but I think you will be better off without me in your way. Okay, I gotta go. Um, see ya around. And, uh, you don’t have to return this call. In fact, please don’t. Bye! Bye!”
Click.