Calling #3

Sara sits cross-legged, hands folded, on Leo's coffee table while he paces back and forth. Leo has not said anything for a while. At last, he stops.

Leo: Are you sure you're not here to rob me?

Sara sighs.

Sara: I thought it would be easier this way. Talking to you directly, I mean. They warned me not to do it. They said I'd be wasting my time.

Leo stares at him.

Leo: Did my parents send you?

Sara: Your questions are full of assumptions.

Leo: Is this about the money I borrowed? Mom said--

Sara moves to a standing position on the table, unnaturally fast. His voice assumes a "super-real" quality, indicated by italics.

Sara: You are asking the wrong questions. Stop acting like you already have the answers and ask me what you really want to know.

Leo hesitates. Then he acquiesces.

Leo: Okay. Okay. You win.

Leo takes a deep breath.

Leo: Um, what do I want to know?

Calling #2

Leo is on the phone with the police. Sara watches, increasingly impatient.

Leo: Yes. Yes, he's standing right in front of me. I don't know. He slapped a beer out of my hand. I don't know what he wants. Yeah, I can ask. Hang on.

Leo leans forward.

Leo: Are you a burglar?

Sara: A burglar?

Leo: A burglar. A robber. A thief. A bandit.

Sara: I know what a burglar is. And no, I am not here to steal anything.

Leo returns to the phone.

Sara: He says he isn't a burglar. Hold on, I'll ask.

Leo leans forward.

Leo: Are you sure?

Sara holds up one hand.

Sara: I swear.

Leo returns to the phone.

Leo: He swears he isn't a burglar. Uh huh. Okay. I'll tell him.

Leo leans forward.

Leo: They believe you.

Calling #1

Leo is at home. He lives alone. He is sitting on the couch. The TV is on, but he's not particularly interested. He is drinking a beer. He burps.

Someone is in the room with him. He wears a robe and carries a tablet, which he periodically pokes at. His name is Sara. He is an angel, and not technically gendered.

Sara: Excuse me... Um, excuse me?

Leo gulps down some more beer and wipes his mouth with his free hand.

Sara slaps the beer out of his hand.

Sara: Hey!

Leo looks up at him.

Leo: Oh. Sorry. Didn't see you there.

Sara: Well, there's a reason for that.

Leo: One sec.

Leo pulls out his phone.

Leo: Yes, police?