“Hello?” he said into the imaginary mouthpiece. “Is that Arthur Dent? Ah, hello, yes. This is Arthur Dent speaking. Don’t hang up.” He looked at the imaginary phone in disappointment. “He hung up,” he said, shrugged and put the imaginary phone neatly back on its imaginary hook. “This is not my first temporal anomaly,” he added. A glummer look replaced the already glum look on Arthur Dent’s face.
