Communications

[Text to Lucas North]
Hi Lucas. It's Jaime. I'm back in Newport Beach now. When can we meet?

[Text to Lorenzo]
Will be picking up my painting from some English guy who probably does mafia stuff for my dad. Who says they can't be trusted?

[Text to Brienne]
>> Hope you enjoyed Istanbul. We should go traveling again sometime. You're the only woman I've been with who doesn't spend hours in the toilet getting ready.
>> And I meant that as a compliment.

[Backdated to early Thursday morning.]
[Call to the first law enforcement individual who picks up]
"Hi. Uh. My house was broken into last night. I lost a uh... eighty million dollar painting."

[Text to Brienne]
I'm really sorry Brienne but something came up. Forward me the address of your hotel in Istanbul and I'll see you there tomorrow.

[Text to Lorenzo]
Someone broke into my house and stole my Rubens.

[Thursday afternoon.]
[Text to Tywin Lannister]
Dad do you have any local contacts of people who specialise in [...] finding stuff?

[Voicemail messages for the Lannisters & Brienne]
"It's Jaime. Still in Italy until next week. Just wanted to check in. Get in touch when you can."

[Text to Lorenzo]
You couldn't have chosen a better time to take me on our honeymoon.

[Call to Brienne]
"Hello? Brienne? It's Jaime. I... I dreamed of you."