She nods. She needs a day to make some arrangements for the cat, and to figure out what she's going to do. There are a few more calls she can make, but she's worried about what to do when that day is over. Where does she even start?

And if it comes to the fact that they forgot or something equally stupid? She's going to have Words with them, and they're going to find out how many swear words, in how many languages she actually knows.

"I appreciate it." She pulls out a card and writes her address on the back of it. The front is embossed and prettily made up with Jubilee's name, and one of her job titles: artist. "If you need me, my cell's on there, as well."