He looked like James Dean . That day had been slow . At six forty - five Maggie called . I had saved her number in my address book , ' Spunk ' . " Hey - low ! " She sang . " Alright ? "

A: How did you know who was calling you ?

After all that my brother bet me I would n't go near this one dessert called , " Triple Chocolate Confusion " a three layered cake , basically the kind of thing that older people should stay away from if they do n't want to have a heart attack . This was me not being smart , and I ordered it . It was so good , I did n't think I would finish it , but I was a fat kid , so I did . I think I went to heaven for about 10 minutes .

A: What type of meal is the narrator enjoying ?

He should be in this evening . Spent the day labeling photos , a big job , but someone has to do it ! This is turning out to be a much bigger project than I had imagined .

A: What may have happened if he did n't spend the day labeling photos ?

His right leg was in a thick white cast held up off the bed by a series of pulleys . It all looked terribly unnecessary to Scorpius as he stepped up to the bed , still holding Lily to make sure that she did not jump at him again . " Miserable , is n't it ?

A:
Why was a man in a cast ?