"Excuse me Sonny boy, I think that there is my phone you've got." Will turned to see a stooped old lady pointing to the phone in his hand. Next to her was a plump older woman who looked around 40.
"I don't think so lady." Will quickly said, wanting to get back to what he was doing. He didn't recognize his former girlfriend at all. She was just some crazy old lady to him now.
"No, that's my mother's phone young man. She was showing it to me at dinner not long ago, and we were just on our way back when she realized she lost it." The woman's daughter said.
"Will, what's going on?" Carmen asked. She and Dylan had overheard the commotion, and it was distracting Carmen from possibly getting a date.
"This boy seems to have stolen my mother's phone." Henrietta crossed her arms and glared at the boy. "We just want it back."
"Hold on, I just got this out of my sister's purse." Will quickly tried to defend himself. He wasn't looking to get in trouble for theft.
"Why were you going through my purse Will?" Carmen demanded, recognizing the old bitch she had changed. There was now ay she was giving back the phone and losing it's power.
"So you took the phone?" Henrietta shifted her attention to the redheaded girl. She seemed more the type to do something like this.
"I found that phone. It's not my fault if Ms. Alzheimer's over there can't remember shit." Carmen was not backing down. "Will give me that phone."
"No give us the phone back!" Henrietta demanded.
"Please sonny, can I have that back?" Jen asked calmly.
Dylan was trying to get out of there with no one noticing him.
Will wasn't sure what to do.