Fanta

"Drinking Fanta and telling noobs to shut up," Al-Sayib replied, taking a sip of the aforementioned Fanta. "Wait, who is this?"

"Huh?" Dima didn't understand. "But isn't this Al-Sayib? And aren't you drinking Fanta and telling noobs to shut up?"

"Yes, that's me," said Al-Sayib. "But there's at least one of us in every country. And we all like Fanta, as well as putting noobs in their place."

"I see," Dima sighed. "Sorry for the confusion, then. Enjoy your Fanta, and have a good day."

Methodically, Dima tried dialing numbers from 962 to 965, but always ended up with the wrong Al-Sayib, though each liked Fanta and disliked noobs.

"Dima?!" Al-Sayib was so shocked that he dropped his Fanta on his computer, thereby ruining his noob hunt. "Dima?! Is that really you?!"

"Just where are you, Dima?!" Al-Sayib asked, getting a towel to wipe the spilled Fanta.

"I know," said Al-Sayib, getting a new bottle of Fanta. "This is serious business. So why'd you call?"

This news made Al-Sayib so furious that he once more spilled his Fanta.

Coca-Cola invented Fanta, in the middle of the Second World War, for the German market.