It now occurred to Barry what had been so strange about the woman in silver as a small cellular telephone seemingly attached to the back of her head began to ring. The woman, utterly agitated, let out a huff, but kept her eyes fixed on her magazine.
  Barry was astonished.
  "Excuse me," said Barry, meekly. "Excuse me."
  The woman with the ringing telephone in her head shot Barry a death glance. "What?"