Miranda has a Fefe Dobson ringtone. Definitely the generic one she uses, not a custom-set one for when her dad calls.
…she’s also supposed to have really nice, fancy jewelry, and I never know if I really managed to convey that or not. There’s only so much sparkle and fine detail you can convey in a simple cartoony lineart style.
Miranda: All I can say is, this girl better recognize real gold when she sees it.
Ring tone: When I like what I see
Something inside of me
Tells me that I gotta be
Poe: Call from your father.
Ring tone: Hittin on it
I’m hittin on it
Miranda: I don’t have time for this. I’m not picking up. I’m not . . .
Okay, I am. C’mere and help me get my shoes on.
Hello?
Father: Hi, Mandy. I’m at the beach house, about to take some schmuck out to lunch over the Brookline contract. Dinner’s wide open. It’s not too late to send a car if you want to come by.
Miranda: Sorry, Daddy. I have plans with friends.
Father: Sweetheart . . . I know you have your own life to live, but I’ll be in L.A. almost until your next semester starts . . . And we haven’t really gotten to talk about what happened to Patrick.
Miranda: It’s okay!
I understand why you did it. For his own good, right?
Father: That’s right.
Miranda: I’ll see you in a couple weeks, then. ‘Bye!
(CLIK)
(CRACK)
Come on, Poe. We’ve got a show to make.
The wiki link for the lyrics seems to be disabled. Maybe try Genius?
Updated, thanks!