Smile Time Cabin Roof (Does This Count As Bouncy Cheerful Purgatory?), Monday Early Afternoon

Katchoo was perched on the roof of the cabin, having a cigarette and idly sliding the new cell phone that Francine had given her open and shut.

Katchoo had, in point of fact, lied when she told Francine it wasn't like anyone else would call this phone, because nobody else had the number; one other person did. Which was why, when the phone rang and she recognized the area code on the caller ID as originating in Toronto, she snapped the slider open so fast the phone nearly went flying.

( Why, yes, there would be a phone call. )

A quick call to Portalocity booked her a trip to LaGuardia airport, and she planned to get a plane ticket to Canada from there -- it close to Fandom, but not quite close enough, just in case, because no way in hell was she trusting the full trip to a portal. Not for this.

Duffel bag slung over her shoulder, Katchoo headed out like the situation was bad. To all appearances, it just might be.

[OOC: Establishy! Details of phone call NFB, please. :) Also, OMG, PEOPLE, THE ICON IS NOT DIRTY OKAY. I KNOW IT LOOKS LIKE IT.

ETA: Cabinmates, since blondecanary asked, are more than welcome to spot the note, yes.]