Who are You?

What would you do if you answered your cell phone at 9:30 at night to someone claiming to be Mr. Right?

Yeah, me too.  "I'm sorry, who am I speaking to?"

"This is Mr. Right."

Now, I have a few relatives who wouldn't feel badly playing a little joke on me, so my first thought was to say, "I'm already married to Mr. Right," and hang up.  But something stopped me. The accent, though it could be Spanish, was not quite right.

"What is this in reference to?" I asked cautiously.

"My wife called you about tutoring our daughter earlier today..." he trailed off.

"Oh!" I sounded, I'm sure, a bit relieved as the light dawned.  "I'm sorry," I said.  "I wasn't expecting any calls this late and I was..."  I trailed off.  How do you explain to a prospective client that you thought he was your husband's nephew playing a practical joke on you?  "I didn't get any calls today about tutoring," I said, redirecting the conversation as we began discussing the details of tutoring a sophomore in Geometry.

And his name is Mr. Wright.