Phone call, 6:42 a.m., Tuesday morning
First voice: Hello?
Second voice: Hi, Petey?
FV: How did you get this number?
SV: Oh, Daddy had it looked up for me. Look, now that you're going to be deputy PM and everything, I was just wondering if you could, you know, maybe talk to Stephen for me and tell him I'm sorry about all the mean things I've said since May . . .