As Sven idly punched the number he was trying to reach into the payphone, he wondered if someone at the payphone company was grateful for his continued use of their services. Or perhaps I'm being added to some kind of watch list.
He tapped his foot with some impatience as the call to the Spring Queen went through. The Darkling was still deciding on what was the greatest source of anxiety for the call, since there were several.
"Ms. Sera? This is Sve- Devon. Devon Edwards. Sorry to bother you, but, uh... I was wondering if your offer about a place to stay was still open?"