[What she says next, has him nearly hopping off his stool, his eyes widening in surprise] Did you say, your phone still works?! [That's probably the most surprised he's ever been since his arrival here. The desire to go and whip that thing right out of her possession is strong because none of his devices have been working. Not his duel disk, his collar communicator, or his phone.] If it's got even a little charge left... [Ok, he's off the stool now] You have to let me try making a call- it could be imperative for ending this nonsense and getting on with our lives. [If he could get in contact with someone on the outside, they might be able to triangulate on the signal and break this up]

[Yeah- yeah marketing. Appealing to duelists of all genders.. blah blah.. give him the damn phone]

[So much for the pleasantries. He did finally get her name, so there was that. .. and oddly enough, he was planning on remembering it]