Alexandra paused before picking up the phone. It occurred to her that perhaps that wasn't the wisest course of action, given the events of the evening. Ignoring the phone's insistent clanging, she instead turned back to face her visitor. "So as I was saying... it's called 'multi-level marketing'..." the giant Amoeba said through its large vacuole. Alexandra gulped as she nervously listened to the unicelluar organism continue with its sales pitch. "You're a completely independent business owner, but without all the risk!"