Sonia, bad mig att ringa och komma!

I was quite tickled to see that Sonia had asked me to call her.

As she walks down the hall, turns around, puts her fingers to her

face as if she's still holding the telephone, and says, "Call me, call me."

"Hi Sonia, thank you for the opportunity. This is why not sex in Canada."

"Yeah, and here you are eating, and I thought it would be a fun idea