"I wanna say it's probably in a closet somewhere?" Henley guesses after a moment. Before they so much as start in that direction, however, Jack's phone starts to ring, and even without the connection, Henley can guess who it is. She can't help but look amused all at once, any lingering disquiet going with it.

"Better answer that," she tells him, nodding towards his pocket. As if he wouldn't.