Phone?

*Misty scoffs as Carson still holds on to her.*

"You dont want to be in here all day. Carson YOUR the one that braught this one yourself with not telling them what they wanted to know and playing mind games with them. If I wasent here you would be stuck anyways and than what would you do?"

*Misty thinks for a moment before talking again.*

"Anyways if I scream they will think your TRYING to hurt me, and your not so your probley gonna get you but kicked for nothing. But...."

*Misty removes one of her hands from Carson's arm and reaches into her pants pocket pulling something out. In a moment the room is illumanated in a soft glow from a cell phone screen.*

"If you let me go I can call Nate and tell him you want to talk now."