Stone managed, barely, to get to an empty, quiet, cramped tiny corner of the bus and flung his phone open in the middle of the last possible ring. He was on the couch in the front most part of the tour bus, just on the other side of the wall that divided the driver from the rest of the bus.
"The answer is yes," He said breathlessly into the receiver since he knew already that it was Lara. "I will get off the bus and fly home immediately. Glad you asked." He nodded to himself though he was on the phone.