At first it was me on the phone. I was nervous and awkwardly giving one or two word answers. Olive frantically scribbled notes for me to read. She has detailed answers AND numbers, dates and receipts. My low-fi rendition of events was driving her crazy. Soon my answers would continue after I finished in a woman's voice until Olive had to introduce herself. Moments later she walked off with the phone both of them busily chatting. Those two smartphones made me feel like a floppy disk. Just that call gave us most of the info we need. We still are going to have another chat soon.
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