Gran?

Who are you?

I'm no kiddo! For your information, I'm 9 years and 10 months old!

"Jenny! I told you not to pick up any customer's call since we are closed."

"It's not a customer A, it's your Grandson on the line!"

"Say what?"

"Ya, he said so on the phone."

"But Jenny, I don't have a Grandson!"

"Yes, you do! He's on the phone, right here."

"Well, then he sure didn't inform me that he was travelling in a time machine."

"Um, hello dear Grandson. *cough cough*"

"How are you, Honey? *cough*

"Duh. See Jenny! Now you believe me?"

"Hey, that's mean! And you say it like you've got a pet hyena in your backyard who cries all the time. I bet you don't even know what a Hyena sounds like, do you?"

"That's what I thought!"

"No, it won't!"

"No, it won't!"

"It's eight in the evening."

"My name isn't Hyena! You are really slow, I bet you're one of those typical Jocks. You dialed the wrong number, genius! It's a coffee shop, not your Gran's house."

"Newsflash! You did! And you've got a crap memory then."

"Looks like you've got another caller to annoy. It wasn't a pleasant experience talking to you. I hope you won't call here again. Thanks for wasting my time."

"I wouldn't hold my-"

"breath for it."

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