“No way, really?!” (Squeals on her phone) “I can’t believe he’s coming to your party—after what happened last summer…” (Then a response to her friend) “I would—I would’ve just crawled into a bottle if I was him after what he went through.” (Then a response to her friend) “Right?? After that incident on the high dive and losing his trunks, and emerging out of the pool like-like nothing happened, (She whistles at dog)—Hey… he didn’t even notice, acting like he wasn’t—completely naked—” (Subtle laughs while responding to her friend) “yeah.“ (Subtle laughs) “I mean, like—too bad we were sitting on the opposite end. We could’ve gotten a really good look at his pen—“ (Dog pulls really hard on the leash) “Ch-Charlee— …Charlee, There’s nothing over there—There’s nothing over there, relax…” (tries to refocus on phone) “Sorry—yeah, I’m still outside. The dog’s acting weird again. Can I call you back when I get back home?” (Then a response to her friend) “K, Thanks, I’ll talk to you then, Bye.”

(Dog pulling on the leash, But she still has a grip) “Where are you even going? There’s nothing out here… Stop—stop pulling, you’re gonna trip me! (She loses grip of the leash) “Charlee wait!”

“What is it girl? …What is— Charlee? Charlee!…” (sigh) “Come here girl, come here.” (She says while looking around her and whistling) “Charlee, where are you?”