And then there’s my best friend, and we schedule our calls a few days in advance. We have to because we never talk less than three-four hours. Never. We talk about everything. We go from one topic to the next and then the next. We free associate — saying everything that comes to mind without censoring our thoughts. We laugh until our stomachs hurt. It’s absolutely what you described as a phone date. Yes, a “slippery, lucky tumble.”