Bad Scott, naughty Scott, in your bed.

I just received a phone call from a Scottish lady who was adamant that I was called 'Scott'.

Basically, a few minutes ago the phone rang and I picked it up, as you do. And this was the conversation that took place (imagine the woman's voice has a strong Scottish accent, if you can't do a Scottish one try Jamaican or something):

"Hello?"
"Hello Scott, I'm sorry I didn't reply to your text!"
"What?"
"Sorry, but we've sorted it out now, yeah?"
"I think you've got the wrong number..."
"No I haven't! Listen to me. I'm really sorry I didn't reply but I've been so busy with things but I hope we're alright now"
"But I'm not Sco..."
"No, listen Scott! Don't be so stupid. I'm sorry ok! Whatever I did..."
"er..."

I hung up then. I guess her and Scott aren't together anymore.

Sorry Scott if you wanted it to go on forever. She didn't sound that nice anyway. Bit shouty.