He thinks the sound of the phone flipping shut is The Greatest Game Ever. I didn't have my contacts in at the time, and no glasses, so there's one part where he catches a whiff of the milk bone Cecil (the dog I was house-sitting for) left by the couch, which I didn't realize was there until after Kane had begun to chow down on it. I recommend turning the sound off to avoid me giggling my fool head off.
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