"Mr. Eluard..." Valentine Teller called softly, and continued saying, "Mark didn't take his phone when he went out."
Eluard Jack realized with an "Oh" and laughed, "Ah, it's you, Valentine! Just call me Eluard from now on; there's no need to be so formal with Mr. Jack."
"Alright, Eluard... Mark went out, I thought maybe he was going to meet you!"
"Yes, he's out to meet me. I just wanted to ask where he is; if nothing else, I won't disturb you."
Eluard had already spotted Mark Reed, eager to hang up the phone, he waved to Mark outside the door and walked over.
"Okay, bye!"
"Bye!"
Before hanging up, Valentine seemed to hear Mark's voice, his deep tone still echoing in her ear.
"Where is she?" he asked.
Was it Mark?
Was he meeting someone?
Valentine couldn't resist and redialed the number; after the ringtone, Mark answered, "Valentine Teller."
"Mark, you didn't bring your phone. Do you need me to bring it to you?"
