“Hell, no.” Mimicking a woman’s voice, Prince says, “Where is my phone? Can you call my phone? Oh, I can’t find it.”Anyway... "Nobody really talks to me."
Pointing to his manager Julia Ramadan, Prince says, "I talk to her. She talks to you."ADDED: Prince's assertion that he doesn't need a cell phone because no one really talks to him made me think of this from the David Sedaris book "Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls":
I was in London, squinting out my kitchen window at a distant helicopter, when a sales rep phoned from some overseas call center. “Mr. Sedriz?” he asked. “Is that who I have the pleasure of addressing?”...
“I am hoping this morning to interest you in a cell phone,” he announced. “But not just any cell phone! This one takes pictures that you can send to your friends.”
“I’m sorry,” I told him. “But I don’t have any friends.”
He chuckled. “No, but seriously, Mr. Sedriz, this new camera phone is far superior to the one you already have.”
When I told him I didn’t already have one, he said, “All the better!”
“No,” I said, “I don’t want one. I don’t need it.”
“How can you not need a cell phone?”
“Because nobody ever calls me?”
“Well, how can they?” he argued.