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{I planned this call to follow Ayla's time skip, - 15min to midnight.}
Sorry if it wasn't clear. And sorry Ty is a jerk when drunk
He is at the police station and has a little clue about what happens at midnight.[/hider]

"[i]Why as dis DOUCHEBAG got ya number?[/i]" An agitated accusation loudly slurs it way down the phone line, abruptly cutting of Danielle's polite professional answering voice.

In the background a stern calm voice advises the phone holder. 
[color=purple]Sir, you only have five minu... [/color]
He is suddenly cut off as the phone crackles as it is muffled but the words are still clearly heard.
"(([color=gray][b]You[/b] only have five minutes, now go fuck off and let me make my call...[/color]))"

The phone crackles again followed by some heavy breathing and a groan of pain. The drunk voice continues, 

"[i]Danni babe, sexy, sweetie[/i]"
He says softly, dragging out the words trying to sound friendly. The same tone Dannielle had doubtlessly heard before from those 'dine and dashes' when caught and pleading.

"[i]It'sh Ty![/i]"

He pauses, the silence drags on, finally he returns interrupting Dannielle if she was talking.

"[i]Damn I thought it happened already, it's ok these bastards can't hold me[/i]." He sounds optimistically sure of himself. Then the echo of his muffled shout can be heard as he abuses the guard again.

"(([color=gray]You will see, just you wait, I'll be gone and you will be standing around with your pants around your ankles, if you small town useless rent'a cops just waited I woulda had all the money, paid for those watered down drinks and..[/color]))" 

The phone crackles and his voice runs down it in a harsh distorted whisper as he holds it too close to his mouth.

"[i]So Danni, where ere we.... Oh yea guess what, [b]I'm magic[/b]...so ow you doi[/i]([color=gray]ng[/color]) 

(("[color=gray]Just Fu[/color]")) *beep beep beep*, the engaged tone signals the end of his five minutes of drunken slurred ranting.