“Speaking of… does this mean you get your phone back?” I shrug. “I don’t really want that phone back. I’m hoping my whipped boyfriend will get me an iPhone for Christmas.”

“I wanna get backTo the old daysWhen the phone would ringAnd I knew it was youI wanna talk backAnd get yelled atFight for nothingLike we used toOh kiss meLike you mean itLike you miss meCuz I know you doI wanna get back, get backI wanna get back, get backI wanna get back, get backGet Back”

“Dear Miz Fitz,My boyfriend is superhot so a lot of girls think up reasons to talk to him. It drives me......Out of my MindMiz Fitz sez:Maybe he is too hot for you. Send me his photo, name, and phone number. I will check him out and get back to you.”

“I don’t get a taste of you soon, I’m givin’ up the search and takin’ you to my cabin in Grand Lake. No phones, no cell coverage, no buzzer. Anyone knocks on the door and I’m shooting them.”

“It’s time you go back to your cell. Your phone call is over. If anyone wishes to speak to you now, we have to arrange it.” She said gesturing the guard to come escort me. Only reason you’re getting the guard is because if I’m not restrained in three seconds I’m gonna kick your ass from here to Timbuktu…”

“WHY ARE YOU NOT ANSWERING YOUR PHONE?!? OH MY GOD, DID YOU SEE THE ARTICLE? I AM FREAKING OUT, WHY ARE YOU NOT ANSWERING YOUR PHONE?!? Please call me, I’m starting to act like Tizzy around here. It’s getting ugly. Oh, hi, Mr. and Mrs. Cuttler, in case you get this first. Everything’s fine, I’m just trying to get ahold of Audrey. Okay, bye. AUDREY, CALL ME BEFORE I HAVE TO RESORT TO SKYWRITING”