Lost in his thoughts about everything, Biff practically jumped out of his skin when he heard a phone ring. It was Jon's phone, or maybe his phone, now. Biff hesitated for just a second before answering.
"Hello?"
"Hello. To whom am I speaking?"
A slightly awkward silence ensued as Biff realized he didn't have a good answer to that question. It was a familiar voice asking, though; in fact, Biff had only heard it the night before. "Well, who's asking? Is this Jon?"
"Yeah, this is Jon. And if I'm recognizing that voice right, you're Biff, right? How much of last night do you remember?"
"Jon! Holy shit, I remember you saving my ass and then getting dragged off! Where the hell are you now?"
