The Bluth Yacht, Thursday evening

[bluth_illusions]

After calling into the pirate's radio show earlier, GOB wanted to see how his cunning scheme was working out. He picked up his phone and dialed.

[OOC: For lesssexthanmiho.]

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[lesssexthanmiho]

Becky had caller ID, and she had heard the radio.

"What?"

[bluth_illusions]

"Hi, Becky. How're you tonight?" GOB asked in a pleasant tone.

[lesssexthanmiho]

"Go to hell," she said, just as pleasantly.

[bluth_illusions]

"What? Why?" GOB asked, pleased that she seemed so jealous.