So, Bob blew my 'Candy Hearts for Phone Numbers', plot outta the water (hehhehheh). Seen as folks'll now know I'm after their numbers if I give 'em a candy heart, the romance of the plan is dead. That leaves me with a whole heap of unused candy hearts. So, I got creative.
I should totally phone the Tate.
((OOC: Ok, totally not my work, this is a google image. Pft, like I have that much patience ;P ))