I pressed a little circle on my phone screen and his digital voice suddenly jumped out into the room from the hidden speakers on the wall for us to hear, "Oh, yes, we think he'll live."
A shocked look covered Stacy's adorable face as she stared at me in awe. I walked up to her and rubbed her cheek as I continued speaking into the ear piece.
"Oh good," I said, placing the phone on the marble end table next to her, "it sounded serious. I mean, what were we even talking about anyway Michael?"
"Oh, uh . . . "
This was going to be famous.
"No matter," I interrupted, "I just got home now, and actually I have a friend visiting."
"Oh, you have company," he said, "Should I call you another time then?"
"That's okay Michael," I soothed, "It's my best friend Stacy. We were just out at a club an
