You get Paul a cellphone shaped like the most noble of all chefs... Iron Chef Italian! When it rings, it apologizes for having finished only 4 dishes but humbly submits that it thinks they came out alright. You decide that you love the phone so much you're going to keep it. In order to avoid Paul's inevitable wrath, you build a submarine and flee to the one place where Paul can't find you... under the sea. Unfortunately, phone reception is really crappy there. O Henry!!

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