Phone conversation between Iris and her father.

Iris: *crying* Dad?

Joe: Baby whats wrong?

Iris: He left...

Joe: Who did? Who left?

Iris: Barry

Joe: What? Why?

Iris: We had a fight, sort of...

Joe: What do you mean "sort of"?

Iris: I don't even know why we were arguing.

Joe: Where did he go?

Iris: I have no idea.

Joe: Hold on let me call him.

Joe hangs up.

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At Iris's house.

*phone ringing in other room*

Iris: Oh great he left his phone.

Joe calls Iris back

Joe: He didn't answer.

Iris: I know. His phone is here. He left it.

Joe: Great.