Enstat places the call from in the shuttle, after the annoying security rigmarole for dialing an outside line, hospital number and extension and "Hello?"
"It's Enstat."
"- prove it."
Enstat sighs and sings, "You are my snailshell, my only snailshell -"
"- okay! Okay! Who are you embarrassing me in front of -"
"It is so complicated. Can you - can you tell her about me - uh, in English, she doesn't have Spanish and if I have to translate that doesn't help -"
"What, just - you know it's kind of rude to ask your ex for references for the newcomer -"
"I told you you're not my ex, we're on a break, and once you're not having poison for lunch every day - actually uh - fuck, that's probably not need to know."
"I hate your need to know protocols," says Aileen.
"Yeah they're sometimes annoying."
"I'm doing fine, by the way, thanks for asking."
"I wrote you a letter three days ago."
"That used to be how long we'd go between not hanging out."
"What do you want me to do, borrow a hospital janitor and bring you flowers, think of the janitor, swapping hosts around all the time is awful for relationship-building - I'm only doing this now because, uh - need to know, but -"
"Uh-huh. You, whoever you are, she has awful taste in telenovela opinions. She got my son talking to me again - I mean, before I had to fake my death, which I'm still mad about -"
"That wasn't up to me, we'll figure something out once you're better."
"He just started talking to me again and then whoops I can't have a Yeerk if I'm getting chemo and your security protocols -"
"Aileen hon I'm kind of in a hurry."
"Sorry - what does she want to know -"