"I don't give it out very often, so count yourself lucky," Katou said.
"Uh, yeah," he said, surprised that she actually wanted to keep in touch. "Sure. You don't seem to boring or nothing - you're here right now after all - so I guess we could keep in touch or something."
He reached into his back pocket, and pulled out a beat up old flip phone. The back panel was missing and the batter was held in by a piece of duct tape, but it worked well enough. "What's your number? I'll give you a text sometime."