-- yeah, the show just bought me a cadillac xlr convertible. no, you can't ride in it. not until you do something with that road kill you call hair. and what's with your makeup? kabuki theatre is not in style --
hey, hey?! this is a private call! jessica's voice starts fading as the crosstalk gets worse.
get off my line! are you there? mom? i
--that's not my problem, lady. lady?! suddenly, static starts drowning out ryan's side of the call.
look woman, tell your kidnapping story to someone who gives a shit. ryan can't hear jessica's side of the conversation; only the british asshole's, which comes in loud and clear.