Meanwhile in the car, Quaker was crying.

“I can`t believe Poser called the cops on us” she said. “I can`t even get to my phone to call Pixie”

“Calm down, Quaker” Lanky said.

Once they reached the police station, the officer put them all in a cell together.

“You each get one phone call” he said. “You first” he pointed to Quaker.

Quaker sniffed and walked with the officer over to the phone.

He took off her handcuffs, and Quaker dialed Pixie`s number.

“Hello?” Pixie yawned.

“Pixie” said Quaker.

“Quaker?” said Pixie. “Where are you calling me from?”

“Jail” said Quaker. “And it was your boyfriend`s fault”

“Why are you in jail, and how is it Poser`s fault?” asked Pixie.

“Because me, Cherry, Lanky, and Ringo were toilet papering his house, and he called the cops on us!” said Quaker.

“Why the hell did you do that?” Pixie asked.

“Time`s up” the policeman said.

“I gotta go, Pixie” said Quaker. “Bye”

She hung up the phone.