*unfazed* He's on the post-it. *gently taps the new People To Call (Standby) list clinging to the side of your monitor* Just call him and get it over with, so you can scribble his name out a hundred times and feel better.
I'm really not hungry
*uh-huh* *folds her arms and tilts her head, injecting every last ounce of "we are not impressed" into a single word:* Erestor.