Scene: The fairly non-descript office of the Nebraska Writers Collective. Andrew is sitting at his desk when the phone rings. He answers it.
Andrew: Nebraska Writers Collective, this is Andrew, how can I help you?
A: I'm sorry, I think you've got the wrong number.
C: How'd you know it was me?
A: I'm sorry?
C: Where's my brother?
C: Yeah, where is he?
A: There's no one here by that name, I'm sorry
A few seconds of silence elapse.
C: So... where is he?
A: Right now you're talking to a fellow named Andrew, at the office of a non-profit organization. No one named Matt works here. So I think you've got a wrong number.
After a few more seconds of silence, Andrew hangs up the phone. His facial expression reveals that he is confused, and is trying to decide if he was overly rude to this (clearly very confused) caller. He sits back down at his desk, and opens up his blog.