Daily Office Shananagins

Our office lady was talking on the phone, making a succession of short moaning noises (which in actuality are short conversational acknowledgements to whomever she is speaking to). But, with my back to her, she sounds like a remake of the cafe scene of when Harry met Sally...and just when I begin to accept that it will not stop until the phone is placed back on its dock, someones cell phone ring tone begins to hum the Darth Vader anthem. And I smile.