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Az was sitting on the sofa pretending to talk alternately on my phone and a gadget I received as a gift that plays Mr.T sayings at a push of a button (I'm still waiting for the first time she says, "Don't give me no back talk sucka" to me.) This only lasted so long, however, as she very much knows the difference between talking to herself and someone else. We're beginning to run out of people to talk to though, so I called the house phone with my cell and had Z answer. Az was over the moon talking to him; they talked for a good thirty minutes before my cell phone battery died. Az was quite upset; apparently talking to her brother in person just doesn't compare to talking to him in person.