Re-routing

I get a kick out of talking to The Boy's friends on the phone. Yesterday, Curly called.

"Hello, is The Boy there?"

"No. Curly, is that you?"

"Yes. Umm, do you know where The Boy is?"

"Curly, he's with you."

"Wwwwhat?"

"Are you with Jock?"

"No. Jock is probably at his house."

"And you?"

"I'm at my house. (Shouts away from the phone) Mom, is Jock here? How about The Boy?"

"I dropped The Boy off at Jock's house an hour ago because he was meeting you there."

"Oh. I better get over there then. Bye."