John: Brad, will you get the phone?

Brad: (Sound of frantically clattering keyboard.) I can’t! I’m playing Omega!

John: Ambar, will you get the phone?

Ambar: I can’t! I’m late for work! (Sound of slamming door.)

John: Aimee, will you get the phone?

Aimee: (Sound of running water.) I can’t! I’m in the shower!

John: Glenn, will you get the — (disgusted) Ah, Glenn’s in Denver. Please leave a message.