[oh, well, now, that's a familiar voice and face, isn't it? Mello stops dead in his tracks before he even bothers to turn the Blackberry on for a proper response, staunchly refusing to enable the video function. He lets out a quiet grunt of irritation-- this really must be Hell-- but at least that means the bastard is dead too, right?]
You're late to the party. Someone suggested that before you.
[voice]
You're late to the party. Someone suggested that before you.