I has phone. Number, filtered to my contact info filter.
Called Darkside. Called Dawn. Turns out that Dawn has the same cellphone provider as Amber, which is the same one I suspect Darkside has. So, um, yeah.
We may or may not wind up going on a brief grocery run, because omg very much not with the foodz right now.
The plot is to crash the JD on the living room floor, then deliver him unto Myrrh's place, + keys, tomorrow. Life is good. I have navigation to the bus place. Woohoo.
