The voice...

"What the hell is wrong with my daughter?" Johnson yelled on the phone.

"Nothing is wrong with your daughter." Samantha answered.

"Then... What is it she is covered in?" Johnson asked.

"Mud." Samantha answered.

"What?" Johnson asked.

"What what? It just a mud." Samantha answered.

"Just a mud?" Johnson asked.

"Yes." Samantha answered.

"What is she even doing in the dirty mud?" Johnson asked as Samantha opened her room door and they both walked inside. 

"She was playing." Samantha answered.

"Playing? Aren't you there with her? What are you doing? You know that I don't like Anna to be in that dirty mud?" Johnson asked.

"Johnson, calm down... It just a mud. Why are you so angry about it? I woke up and saw there is no Anna and when I go downstairs to see then she was playing with guards..." Johnson cut off Samantha in mid-sentence.

"What? Guards?" Johnson asked making Samantha roll her eyes.