Decide to answer it.

Eventually, you decide that the call can only be CTU, and it MUST be something important. At least it better, you tell yourself. You set Kelly down, making sure she finds her feet on the floor, before turning towards the phone on the table.

"What's that?!" Kelly whines as you head towards the wall opposite the one her (amazing) ass is touching.

"It's the phone," you answer simply, briefly admitting to yourself this sounds like something out of a "Naked Gun" movie. (You only do this briefly as it seems to lead you to thoughts of Kelly and/or yourself naked, which goes against the reason this whole line of thought began.)

"So do I!" she adds.

"I know!" you tell her. "I want me to get on top of that, too. However, the possibility exists that if I don't help fix their problem, one or both of us will cease to exist. I'd venture to guess you can't make the same claim about this."

Before she can voice any response, you answer the phone.

"Hello?"