I answer a call from my sister, and this is what I get:
Alli: Hey. [long silence] Hey, can you hear me?
Kristi: Kind of, now.
Alli: Okay I’ll just stand in one spot. I’m undergruond so the service isn’t great.
Kristi: Oh, okay. What’s up?
Alli, in hushed tones: I’m freaking out!
Kristi: Omigod, why? What’s happening? Are you okay? Where are you?
Alli: I’m in Michaels. I can’t decide what kind of patterned paper to buy.