Haley: [on the phone] Hi, mom.
Claire: Haley, honey, did you mean to send this text to your Dad?
Haley: Text? What does it say?
Claire: "I hate to spoil your golf game, but..."
Haley: Uh, no, no. I-I didn't send that. Must have accidentally dictated when you and dad were talking.
Claire: Okay. That's weird. Well, while I have you on the phone, would you mind emptying the dishwasher and doing-
Haley: Oh, you're breaking up.
Claire: Haley, can you hear me now?
Haley: Nope. Bye.