Eleven

Robin laughs her understanding. "I saw the mayor use his cell phone once, back in Hawkins. I swear it was as long as my arm," she says, tapping her forearm from wrist to elbow. "Steve told me that little thing was a phone and I was convinced he was bullshi–uh. Lying to me." Her smile goes embarrassed. Eleven strikes her as not being an ordinary kid but Robin's still pretty certain she's not supposed to cuss in front of her.

"Anyway, that's one nice thing. This thing will save the numbers for you."