Harry snorted. "There's pay phones. One of the little things the Council makes sure of. Anyone of wizard-level talent can't carry a cell phone around, so it's a bit of technology we've gotten to rely on." There were other ways to contact the Council, but they tended to be overly taxing. It was easier just to shove an elbow into the ribs of the telecommunications body, and make sure something useful stuck around.
His brows went up at the offer. "You don't drive, though. How would we get my bags back with me?" Also, the idea of another vampire knowing where he lived wasn't very appealing. Godric seemed okay, but it was the points of the matter. The points that were at the edges of his fangs. "Let's try the storefront. There's usually phones there, or just inside."