"Hello? This is Paul McCartney."

"Paul, it's Ringo can you tell Brian to call me, its an emergency!?"

"Why don't you call him yourself?"

"I forgot his number."

"Okay I'll call him for you." 

"Thank you Paul, please hurry."

...

The telephone rang and Ringo quickly ran to answer it. He picked it up so fast that he almost tripped on the table it was on. He composed himself and answered the phone.

"Brian, is that you!"

"Yes, Richard, it's me. What did you want?"

"Brian, I need some money."

"Okay, how much?"

"50 thousand American dollars."

"WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT WITH 50 THOUSAND AMERICAN DOLLARS!"

Ringo held the phone away from his ear until Brian stopped yelling.

"Brian, I can't tell you."

"You call me up, ask for tons of money, then you won't even tell me what it's for!?"

"I'm sorry, Brian, but that's the way it has to be done, please help me."

"Fine but we're having a talk when you get back."

"Thank you."

"How fast do you need it sent?"

"ASAP, within three days."

"Okay, you'll have it late tomorrow."

"Thanks for this, Brian, I might tell you someday what this is for."

"Okay then bye, Richard."

"Bye."

Now all Ringo had to do is wait.