You're already late, regardless of where you decide to go, and already holding your phone in your hand, so you dial into your voicemail as well.
"You have infinite new messages," says the pleasant female voice. Well, that's odd, but whatever. "First new Message:"
There's a tone, then just silence. You expect a second tone, signaling that the caller hung up rather than leaving a message, but none comes. You keep waiting until you hear a vaguely familiar voice say, "Do you want to shake things up a little?"