My phone began buzzing as soon as I got up to my studio apartment in the heart of New York. With a bright smile on my face and hopes of a new client calling me and not my overly anxious mother just "checking on me", I took my phone out and noticed an unfamiliar number on the screen. My grin widened quickly before I answered the call. A calming and sweet tone was heard the first two seconds I put the phone to my ear. "Hell...