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"Hey, Mom, so I'm freaking out. I still can't find my phone. I've gone back to all the places I was in the last few minutes, and NO ONE'S seen it. What do I do?! Someone must have walked off with it, but I don't know what--"
"I'm no one's mom at the moment."
"Aaaahhhh!!"
"Yeah, the feeling is pretty mutual."
"You again?"
"I could ask you the same thing. You sure you know your mom's number?"
"Urgh, if I had my phone I could just look her up in my contacts. Where is that darn phone?"
"Are you sure you aren't talking on it right now?"
"..."
"..."
"Oh MY GOSH."
"Yeah, my wisdom tends to have that effect on people."
"Wait... I mean... what the heck... are you... psychic?! How did you know this was my phone?"
"Logic, ma'am, just logic. Although I'd like to believe I'm psychic, I'm afraid that isn't the case."
"I still can't believe I..."
"Okay, I've gotta get back to work now; talk to you later."
"What?"
"I mean-- oh... Uh, never mind."
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