The girl looked unimpressed at the notion of one's powers having to do with dreams. Noah smiled. "Yes. That's obviously it. And I heard yours was blowing out the electricity on an entire box and having some asshole come help you, so here I am," he said, deadpan.
But, she was right. He probably should call. Noah held his phone up to the book, shining its light on the pages. He continued to scroll through name after name after name. He was pretty sure the company that did this block's electricity was - there it was. He dialed the given number and waited, somewhat patiently, as the line rang.