Marty gets a phone call...

Marty walks out of the dorm and heads towards Study Hall. He's dressed in his suit and it looks like he finally managed to get some sleep.

On his way out the door his cell phone rings



"Hello?"

"Hi sir. It's Marcella. I thought I'd check in to see how it went."

Marty grimaces. "It hasn't."

There's a long pause on the other end of the phone.

"This isn't good."

"Yeah well there were complications."

"What's it look like?"

Marty pauses. "It's fine."

"You haven't looked at it.

"I've looked at it," Marty lied.

*sighs* "This isn't good at all."

"It's fine."

"The client will want to know why you're late."

"Tell them I got detention."

*sighs "I'll tell them that you're taking your time. Being a professional. *pause* Sir? Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Yes. I'm running for student government."

*Long pause*

"You're scaring me, sir."

Marty smirks.

"I'll call you later."


Marty hangs up the phone and heads off to study hall.