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[Raising her brows in puzzlement, Sami starts tapping away at her phone.]

Sami: How am I getting a voicemail?

[Behind Hannah, Lauren helps herself to the fridge.]

Lauren: I'm still getting, like, ONE bar of reception. Must be at least one tower out there, chugging along. Don't think my mad magic skillz extend to the cellular network.]

[Andy crosses her arms, leaning against the wall. Lauren sips from a fresh pop can. Sami holds her phone up to her ear.]

Sami: I'm just surprised ANYTHING is coming through.
Andy: (aside) It's not MAGIC, you guys.
Lauren: Whatevs.

[The house begins shaking.]

Hannah: Gahh.
Sami: What NOW?