Mechanical fingers clack over the keyboard of her phone, though it requires several attempts. Cyndee's sausage fingers were more suited to pen and paper than these small buttons (and heaven forbid she try to use a touchscreen).
"Uhhh, hello? ....My name is Cyndee, and uh... I found signs around town saying I needed to speak with you. Oh, um, first yeah, is this Ingrid?"