Mr. Stroke: "Hello?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Hi, Mr. Stroke, it's Dr. Grumpy. You had an appointment with me yesterday."
Mr. Stroke: "Yes. What's up?"
Dr. Grumpy: "I got your hospital records, and it doesn't look like they did an ultrasound of your heart."
Mr. Stroke: "Is that important?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Yeah, because the clot may have come from there. I'd like to have Annie set one up, so she'll call you tomorrow."
Mr. Stroke: "Okay, excuse me, what? HEY!"
Dr. Grumpy: "Hello?"
Ms. Daughter: "WHO IS THIS? YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!"
Dr. Grumpy: "This is Dr. Grumpy, I saw your dad yesterday. You were at the appointment."
Ms. Daughter: "You even sound like him, too. I'm going to let him know as soon as he opens in the morning that his charts have been hacked. My father is an elderly veteran, and here scum like you are trying to steal his identity and medical information."
Dr. Grumpy: "No, this really is Dr. Grumpy. All I'm trying to do is set your dad up for a heart study."
Ms. Daughter: "Uh-huh. I know how you people operate. I've got the number you called from on the caller ID, and I'm turning it over to the police."
Dr. Grumpy: "It's my office number."
Ms. Daughter: "Rot in hell, asshole."