The Mayor, Again

"Hello, Miss. Liz, how have you been? I hope you haven't forgotten about me! I was in New York, so I thought I would give you a call."

After waking up the next day to a phone call from an unknown number, Liz groggily heard these words before the face of a kind old man appeared in her mind.

"Mr. Mayor! Of course not! How have you been? You're in New York? That's great, I was going to ask you to come anyway! You're actually right on time! Are you ready to reunite with your daughter?"

"That's what I wanted to hear! Of course, I am! I didn't want to rush you, but I just needed to know that it's still on your mind. Not that I doubted you, or my ability to judge someone, of course. Now, I'm glad that I called. How is Mr. Will?"

"Oh, he's great. And yes, it is still on my mind, Mr. Mayor. I need to go now and get ready for work, but I'll be giving you a call later in the day. Good morning, by the way!"

"HAHA, great! I knew you wouldn't let me down! I'll be waiting for that call!"