Phoebe: Excuse me. Could you tell me where can I find Earl? He's the supply manager here.
Woman: Sorry, I don't know any Earl.
Earl: I'm right here!
Phoebe: Earl? I'm Phoebe.
Earl: Phoebe? The lady who sells toner?
Phoebe: Um, look, you can't kill yourself.
Earl: Look, I really appreciate you coming down-
Phoebe: No, no. I can't let you do it.
Earl: Why?
Phoebe: Because, it was fate that made me call you today.
Earl: I thought it was toner.
Phoebe: No. Think about it, okay? This isn't even my regular job. Okay and my first day on the job, you're my first call. And somebody else might have hung up on you, but I wouldn't do that because I know about this stuff. My mom killed herself.
Earl: Really? How?
Phoebe: I'm not gonna give you tips.