"Do you have a date tonight?" she asks. "Not as far as I know..." I respond. She said something, I mentioned Danny Phantom being on at eight thirty, she sounded disappointed, and I, never wanting to be left out, pointed out that DP would most likely be a rerun, and if it wasn't they'd show the same episode tomorrow morning at eleven, and probably again at six-thirty on Monday, not to mention whenever they do encores on Sunday. At some point during this conversation, she turned to whoever she was with and told them that Danny Phantom was on tonight.
I managed to satisfy her that we could miss Danny Phantom, expecting her then to tell me what she was planning, as she usually does. This time, however, she showed no sign of doing so. So I asked her why she wanted to know. "Just wondering," was all I got. And then we hung up.
And now, we are afraid.