His phone was buzzing, but it wasn't the red dot anymore. A number was on the screen, and Christian frowned at it at the same time the cheery voice greeted him.
"Uh-- hello," he said, then looked up, then back down at the phone again. "I..."
But it was very distracting when the phone was shaking like this. He tried putting it in his pocket, but the vibration downright tickled. Out it came again, and he looked for someplace to put it -- but there was nowhere!
"I'm sorry, I --"
Christian finally touched the flashing green icon with two round ends and a stick in the middle and it stopped buzzing.
"Oh, there we go," he said, and put the phone back in his pocket. "I'm sorry, my phone told me to come here."