You dial the private number with a grin on your face. Your phone setup masks your real voice to sound smooth. You plan to trick Michael Jackson using an Akon impression. The phone rings three times in the quiet room. A soft, breathy voice answers on the other end. You clear your throat and start your fake Akon pitch.The person on the line pauses for a brief second. They adopt a stiff, formal tone to match a secretary. They ask how they can direct this urgent call today. You push harder with your fake accent and confidence. You claim you need to talk about a massive new track. The secretary agrees to entertain the strange pitch.The conversation shifts into a surprisingly deep debate. You argue passionately about the future of global pop music. The voice on the phone counters with brilliant musical critique. You talk about rhythm, soul, and hidden studio frequencies. The intensity in the room rises with every single word. It takes a few minutes before the heavy mood settles.The airy, formal accent completely drops in an instant. A familiar, high-pitched giggle echoes through the speaker. The man shifts seamlessly back into his legendary, gentle timbre. He delivers the chilling words with a calm, knowing smirk.

A dark chuckle, then click. The phone hangs up.