"This is Martin. Who's speaking?"
"This is Ariel Matisse. I did a photoshoot with Fat Boi if that rings a bell."
Ari heard the sound of keyboard typing in the background before Martin's smooth voice was heard.
"Ahh, I remember you. I believe I helped you get your passports from the embassy? What can I do for you today? Need a favour?"
"Yes." Ari replied honestly, causing Martin to chuckle.
"As expected. I see that you're in quite a hot pickle from that survival show that you're on. Need my help in clearing things up?"
"No. I just need help getting a phone number."
"Pardon me? You don't need help clearing things up? You're quite talented, and I like you, but with the way things are going, it looks a little rough. I can talk to your PDs and the show overseer to spin things in your favor next time. Of course, it will cost you a pretty penny."
"I can handle it myself. I just need your help getting a phone number." Ari repeated calmly.