"I will!" Romeo said, grabbing the phone and punching in ten digits. "And he will so make you, he makes lots of people do stuff."

The phone rang a few times, and then there was a sleepy grumble on the other end, it being just slightly past the middle of the night in Verona. "Father? Tell Yurika she has to let me have my pillow if I want it."

He shoved the phone at the girl before Ted Montague had a chance to answer.