~~Wild eyed look from Meredith, talking on one line, texting an author on her cell, AND fending off the Herpet American assistant who is seeking bodily warmth~~
Me: Hello, Fine Print ***
Caller: Can I talk to one of your agents?
Me: What about?
Caller: What do you think? About who the right agent is for my work.
Me: Oh, I can answer that. We aren't. We don't take queries over the phone.
Caller: You're an idiot. *SLAM*
Meredith (from her perch above my desk, wrapped in snakeskin) "I love caller ID"
**you'll notice I didn't answer with my name.