The call

Hey Samantha, its Dan. Yeah, we met at jays party I’m the tall guy. No he thought. No no no. No passion. Let’s try this again. Samantha! Dan! How you going? Ian great too, thanks. We met at Kays party. How you going? He would never say that. Never. Loved it but it’s not him. Surely dshe could hear that level of insincerity; that note of inauthenticness in his voice no matter how hard he smiled. Sam? Dan. We met at the party. Who says she goes by Sam. Jesus, he thought at least say her full name. Sammy…it’s Danny. He said in a falsettomickey mouse.