"Hello? This is Ichiraku's Ramen Shop, what may we do for you?"
"Hello Miss. May I please have two portions of ramen delivered to the Hyuga residence?"
"Of course. Let me just write it down."
"..."
"Anyhow, if you don't mind me asking, who's the second bowl for? I can't help but notice that you ordered the same thing as you did yesterday."
"Ah, my idiot friend's staying at my house for a few weeks. He loves ramen--I'm worried that he has an obsession."
"Hahaha, that's funny."
"It's not so funny when you're practically forced to eat ramen on a daily basis, haha."
"Don't worry, I have a friend and she's obsessed with shopping. My arms hurt from carrying her one-hundred pound bags everyday! I literally have bruises!"
"Well, at least I won't have to put up with him for too long. I'll become vice-president of the company in three months, and he'll leave."
"Of the Hyuga Corporation?"
"Yes."
"...THAT'S SUCH AN AWESOME POSITION! All I'm doing in the next three months is applying for a sports scholarship."
"Really? For where?"
"Kumogakure University."
"That's a very prestigious school."
"Yeah, that's why I'm worried."
"Ah."
"...Oops, we've been talking for five full minutes! I need to go before my boss notices! Chow!"
"Goodby--"
//CALL ENDED\\
THE SHIPS HAVE SAILED YAAAAAS OK BYE