Looking at his phone, he didn't recognize the number. "Hello! Who is this?!" Welsh hollers into the phone.
"You didn't fill out the paperwork for Death March?"
Welsh: "Leo?"
Listening, it was clear someone made a butt dial. "No, I fucked up. Meant too. Should have.. You know Vaughn would pick me! caTara! Don't tell him I said that.." Another voice, Welsh wasn't quite sure who it was at first.
Leo: "Cashe, my doood! You would kill it as El Cap-E-Tan!"
"Full disclosure?" Cashe asks Leo. Marcus Welsh was kind of creepy listening in like some stalker but they did butt dial him. "I thought it was a legit March.."
Leo/Welsh: "Huh?"
Cashe laughs. "Yeah. I heard March and I was blazed up at the time.. So I was like psssh, they Marching on XWF. You know, LET MY PEOPLE GO type shit! I was zoned out man!"
Now Leo and Cashe both were filling the phone call with laughter. Leo has an idea. "You should just pretend to be one of the Mystery People!"
Cashe: "Maybe. I'm wanting some Jack In The Box right now though!"
Leo: "Yooo! You can get 99 Tacos for 2 Dollars right now! I'm starving!"
Cashe: "No, it's 2 Tacos for 99 Cents..."
Leo: "My Dooood! That's even better! Let's get it!"
Welsh shakes his head and hangs up the phone. "God damn potheads.."