"Hello Kristin," Zachary spoke into the phone as he walked into his living room. "How is your morning?"
"My morning is terrible," Kristin was quick to reply in a flat voice. "We are supposed to be traveling to Bergen together today. Why haven't you been answering your phone or even your doorbell?"
"Are you still at my door?"
"No. I returned to my apartment when you didn't answer the door. I was about to try contacting your agent as I thought that something was wrong with you."
Zachary winced slightly on hearing that. "Sorry," he said, tone apologetic. "I went to bed so late the previous night after spending some time at a get-together arranged by my teammates. So, I was still in deep slumber and couldn't hear my phone vibrating. If you hadn't rung my doorbell, I would still be sleeping."
"So, has the plan changed?" Kristin probed, sounding frustrated at the other end of the line.