Louis? A musician named Louis? A musician named Louis here on the island and why didn't her father call her?

She reached down into her bag near her bed and pulled the Blackberry out of its holster. The little light on the top flickered red, which made her blink and scroll down to find what she--

Oh. He'd texted her.

Facepalm.

The Blackberry was put down, Fiona slipped back into bed, and then she leaned back and hoped that, dear goodness, that nothing blew up.

[*claps and gives rum*]