It meowed.

She didn’t know much about these things, but she knew they were not supposed to meow. This was enough reason for her to make the call.

She made the call.

“It meows”, she said by means of introduction. “It’s not supposed to meow.”

“Are you calling me just because you want me to come over?”

Without even the slightest hint of hesitation, she replied. “Yes. Also, it’s not supposed to meow.”

“I’ll be right over”, the voice on the other end said affectionately.

“Meow”