Mm...? Oh...that would be smart, yes. Why didn't I think of that?

[She seems legitimately perplexed by the question, even as she asks it of herself, and forgets for a minute that he's waiting for her to produce her phone. But eventually she circles back around to it, and shuffles with her clothes until she remembers where she'd put it, and fishes it out of one of her boots before holding it out to him obligingly.]

Here. I had to make a new account...I was locked out of my old one somehow.

[You can just hear the :( ]