(footsteps in hall)
(knock on door)
Me (looking up from text book): Come in.
Padre: Montana, telefono para tu.
Me (surprised): yo?
Padre (holding phone out): Si, Es Pele
Me (taking phone and placing to ear): Hola?
(Padre leaves room, closing door behind him)
Pele: hey Tana, it’s Pele.
Me (still surprised): Hey Pele, what’s up?
(sound of rustling leaves and slightly heavier breathing)
Pele: Not much. Are you busy?
Me (puzzled by sounds): Just studying for Monday’s exam. What about you?
(branch snaps, muttered curse, then the rustling and breathing again)
Pele (sounding like he’s exercising): Oh nothing really. Are you decent?
Me (baffled): What?
Pele (in pause of sounds): Are you decent? You know presentable? Clothing... (voice trails off and sounds resume)
Me (hesitantly): I’m in my PJs and a robe. Why?
Pele (soft thud seems to come through the phone and balcony): Oh no reason.
Me (turning to balcony): Pele what are you doing?
Pele (opening balcony door grinning): Kidnapping you.