Ginny nodded, her face falling a bit. She had gotten a muggle cell phone, at the insistence of her father, although she could only use it outside of the wizarding cities for the most part. She worried, however, that Camile might not call her. He hadn't responded to her owls, after all. She grabbed a napkin off the bar, and as she took a pen from her clutch, looked up toward him. "You'll call?"