"Don't make the atmosphere too ambiguous, or you know, as long as the opposite sex is part of the human race to worry about, I can handle it."
"With your little cutie..." Julia had gotten used to this guy's talk, just about to retort when, "Ring ring ring~~" the phone started ringing.
Julia wiped her hands clean and went over to help Jim answer, pressing the speakerphone button, and Jim, lying on the bed, asked loudly, "This is Jim Manzi, whoever you are, first off, I want to thank you for rescuing me from a lovely nightmare."
"Tommy Hawk." On the other end of the line, a voice said.
"Who?" Hearing this name, Jim paused for a moment, then sat up from the massage bed and walked over to the phone, asking uncertainly, "Who the hell did you say you are?"
"I fucking said I'm your dear daddy Tommy." Tommy Hawk's impatient voice came through on the line:
"Don't pretend you have no memory of my name, I got your number from your friend, attorney Robert Mori."
