“Jeff! Someone’s on the phone for you!”
Jeff glanced over as he heard the yell, and as looked back at the screen of the Chronivac he sighed. Just as he was getting into the different clothing ideas he just had to be interrupted. "This had better be good," he muttered to himself. He quickly minimized the screen, and leant back in his desk chair. Whenever he was interested in something he was always interrupted and needed to put it to the side for later. Getting up he proceeded out of his room and down to the kitchen where the phone was. If he had waited only a few more minutes he would have seen someone making their way towards his room.
The door opened to his room and in walked...