[So Char's just hanging out in the common room, minding his own business, when... oh. Golly. Someone left their phone lying on one of the couches. It must have fallen out of their pocket or something.

Well, clearly the responsible thing to do is check the contact list, see if he can find out the owner of the phone.

...Oh. Red, Marie, and pals. Oh. He thinks he knows whose phone this is.

So Char digs into his pocket, pulls out his own phone. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade squirt them in other people's eyes and laugh at them, right? Let's see... why don't we dig up Vinnie's number first?]