Room 208, Friday during the day

When Wyatt's phone beeped with a new message in his voicemail, he flipped it open and listened. And stared at the phone in confusion. And called Mac back.

Okay, what the hell, date? That needed a response.

The next message wasn't any less baffling. He returned that one as well.

[As with everyone, expect updates as the day progresses. ;) ]