(Afua visits Mike at his apartment.)
Afua: I brought you a latte, and an album for your clippings. How's the answering machine?
Mike: So-so try it and see. (She does.)
Naoko: (on tape) Mike, I want to make sure you're doing all right … (click-dial tone) Please call me, Mike. I know … (click-dail tone) Mike, I … (click, dial tone)
A.: Well, you know your mom wants you to call her.
M.: I'll call her -- eventually. (pause) You know, she came to my performance and to the hospital with a man.
A.: (firmly) Good for her. You said you didn't know how she stood your dad for so long.
