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[You know that way your Grandma sounds when she's having trouble figuring out some new-fangled contraption? Now imagine your Grandma sounds like a very prissy, possibly gay Englishman. There's lots of keys being beeped and shuffling sounds, as if his hand is brushing against the microphone.]
How are you supposed to use this blasted thing? What's wrong with a good, old rotary? Never had any trouble with the rotary, and I've had it for almost a century! [He doesn't seem to realize it's recording. He probably doesn't even know he's setting up voicemail.] There are far too many...buttons and...and pictures and why is it counting?
[Then, there's a clatter, like it's been tossed onto a countertop.] Oh, stuff it. I'll just get Crowley to show me, later. He always likes these new gadgets. [There's a couple seconds of the sound of fading footsteps before the message ends in a "BEEP!" You may now leave your message. Send a little prayer that the intended recipient figures out how to retrieve it before there's no point in him hearing it, anymore.]
How are you supposed to use this blasted thing? What's wrong with a good, old rotary? Never had any trouble with the rotary, and I've had it for almost a century! [He doesn't seem to realize it's recording. He probably doesn't even know he's setting up voicemail.] There are far too many...buttons and...and pictures and why is it counting?
[Then, there's a clatter, like it's been tossed onto a countertop.] Oh, stuff it. I'll just get Crowley to show me, later. He always likes these new gadgets. [There's a couple seconds of the sound of fading footsteps before the message ends in a "BEEP!" You may now leave your message. Send a little prayer that the intended recipient figures out how to retrieve it before there's no point in him hearing it, anymore.]
