"Sorry...How many minutes did you say we have?"

"Uh...four."
"Haha...I thought you said 'four'."
"I did...I'm actually very sorry."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes. We've been trying to reach you for a few days now. Your phone was engaged."
"My phone was...what kind of agent are you??"
"Look, there's no point arguing about this, really. You'll have to head out quite soon if our planet is to stand a chance."
"Fine! Jeez. I guess I'd better call Justin."
"Yeah, he'll help for sure."
...
"%#&*ing record label."


I think I've made my point.