“My Anime!!!!” Poor Nanashi exclaims from home as his program is interrupted yet again. In a short moment he dials the number once again, hoping to get hold of the fiendish culprit

The screen would show a symbol of a phone being picked up. Phillip puts his finger to his ear as if listening to something. "Yes, Caller 1! What is your question?"

“I have this terrible emergency, you see, I was watching the latest episode of Masked Passenger Construct yesterday when my program got interrupted by this broadcast. I tried to catch the rerun today only to find it interrupted again, so if you would, could you wait until this episode is over to hijack my channel?” The boy speaks hastily and urgently, it’s clear this is a life or death situation, the future of his anime could be at stake.

Phillip can be seen visibly giggling. "Have you considered the following? Wait until someone uploads it to the internet, and watch it there? I hear that the people doing such things are very efficient about it these days. As for why I will not cancel this broadcast, it took a lot of money to put at the forefront of all television, which is to say it cost me nothing."

“But if I wait for a good version to be uploaded I could be hours, maybe even days behind, and that’s if I go to an illegal site. Plus it’ll never match up to The prestige being able to claim I’m one of the first to watch it.” The poor lad, by now the fight scene is probably halfway over, if nothing changes soon he’ll have missed it for naught

Intrigued at the prospect of a "Hyper Snow War", Sayori lightly taps away on her phone and dials the number. Smiling with anticipation as she does so and coughing a bit to sound decent for the call.

A small jingle appears on screen, with a large red arrow in the bottom right corner. "Terribly sorry, but it's time for our commercial break!" The screen changes to a scene of a brown haired man overlooking a sunset. His coat is over his shoulder in a very mature manner, his hat is planted by his hand atop it. "A good drink must be two things to be hard-boiled. Thirst quenching. Energizing. That's why true men drink Amrita Soda. Amrita Soda, the number one choice for hard-boiled men everywhere..." It shows the man on the screen sipping from a vibrant can. After said drink, he quickly looks at the camera. "Oi, Phillip why are you making me do this agai-" Halfway through his sentence, he gets cut off by the logo of Amrita Soda, and a soothing jazz.

Nanashi stares at the screen in horror after having been cut off, this is truly a terrible thing. By now the fight is over, the episode resolved, and our poor hero was trapped by the cruel weight of the world. He hangs up his bitphone, and faints

Sayori frowns in confusion at the sudden ad and turns off her tv. I guess that was of those fake ads Natsuki warned me about. Luckily I didn't fall for it~ She giggles and gazes up at her ceiling with pride. Now Natsuki owes me a cupcake~

The screen cuts back to Phillip sitting at the table, a flash of a camera goes off several times. "Next caller?"

Hello~ I'm calling to ask if you are an angel? Yuuko does not even bother picking up her phone instead lazily moving it next to her as she asks her question with a smirk. She had been calling for the past fifteen minutes and she was hoping this experience would be worth the wait.

Phillip remains unfazed at the question, his expression still his happy look he's had on the whole time. "Sorry, but no, I'm not an angel! I do have the patience of a saint however! My partner is very slow on the uptake of things sometimes." A small line of text scrolls across the bottom of the screen. It reads, "Please keep all questions relevant to the event! Our speaker tends to get distracted easily." "Is that your only question?"

Yuuko pouts as her eyes scroll the line of texts and she slowly picks up her phone with a sigh. I didn't even finish my glorious question that has everything to do with this wonderful event. Oh well guess I have to move to my next one ... She gazes down at the messy list on her lap and moves to question 10. Do you have an igloo?

Phillip's eyes light up at the question. "Why, yes! At the site of the event, we have prepared an igloo for the losers to recover in! The announcers also have an igloo to themselves!" Phillip seems giddy again, thinking about all of the plans for the event.

Yuuko's voice suddenly dips as her expression becomes sultry. She brings the phone closer to her mouth and whispers. Good since you seem like a cool person young one~ I'm glad you will be the event since I want to show you my- She quickly covers her mouth and struggles to get out the next word. S-Snow Ball ..s.s

Phillip glances toward his earpiece in surprise. "You'll be at the event too!? Are you registered? I'm looking forward to seeing your snowballs! I'm always interested in seeing the various techniques people will employ to make them!" Phillip smiles innocently.

Yuuko awkwardly coughs and moves down to her secret weapon. Question 666. Known only to herself this question has led to the deaths of thousands heck even millions and now she was about to use it just to win a bet. Oh I have various techniques~ Yet my true skills lies in winter sports. Taking a quick swig of alcohol her voice dips one last time and she puts feeling behind it. If you want I could teach you how to bobsled, ski, and skate until you are practically a fire. And I will put you out with my scarf just in time for hibernation~ My darling snow angel~

"No thanks! I'm simply here for the event!" The call hangs up, and Phillip is smiling. "Next Caller!"

From afar, in a distant cafe, Zero decides to contact them, via a nearby phone, "Gamma, I hope you don't blame me for this..."

Phillip places his finger to his ear. "Yes? Your question?"

Uhh can I order a Hawaiian pizza with extra cheese and a side of garlic teriyaki wings

"So, what is this for again?"

Phillip maintains his smile, but seems more visibly displeased. "Did you not see the advertisement yesterday? Plus I believe the title is fairly self explanatory. Please call if you have an actual question!" The phone hangs up.