"Easy peasy," she whispers, because it's ridiculous how easy he'd made that look. A tap here, a tap there, and there's the number, waiting for her to call. It isn't at all like the phones she's used to. She takes it back from him, staring at the screen a little like it's betrayed her.

"Thanks," she tells him, then presses the button he'd indicated so she can place the call.