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Sickle nodded slowly, but decided to drop any further issue with Nadia - the little girl would be the subject soon enough now that Tsuki was around. Sparky or Super would show up, and their little one in tow shortly there after. Sickle sniffed the air a second before shrugging. "They say when you live with someone long enough, you establish a connection, Tsuki." He mentioned. "Considering you shared that body for so damn long, I'm surprised I haven't got a call yet." He said, motioning towards the phone.

His face then melted into a serious demeanor. "You still need a phone, Tsuki. Not to stay in contact, but to be able to contact you if something comes up. As much as they seem like it, neither Super or Sparky are in any way 'super heroes'. A simple crash and someone we care about could end up in a hospital. Especially Nadia - she's so young, anything can happen, seeing as she doesn't have any of the immunities built in her body yet." He explained. "Same goes to you. Someone can use contacts on a phone if you ever get hurt." He mentioned. He was very thorough with his reasoning. His expression didn't falter either. He wasn't just saying it to say it - he was basically telling her to get a phone. "I'm not having another person just up and go without another word." He finished. The wounds of Kairi's disappearance hung heavy in the air.

Sickle's features softened. "Good." He commented, before reaching under the counter. He grabbed a small device and slid it down to Tsuki. "Super bought it three months ago and had me hold unto it encase Nadia might of broke it accidentally. It's all paid up and all the contacts are there - Me, Super and Sparky's cell phones, even Charlie's Pizza joint and Nemu's cell. They made sure that we got their numbers." He explained. The phone itself was nothing special. Just a phone - not one of those superphones with games and music and all the extra stuff. In no means was it a square brick, however. He reached for a plastic cup and walked over to the fountain. "Yeah, I just got the shipment of mix yesterday - about damn time, but you know how things are." He mentioned as he poured out some Cherry Pepsi. "You're the first one to order from the new match - means it's a bit more concentrated on flavor. Consider yourself lucky." He informed, sliding the glass over to her.

"Me? Prepared? Never." Sickle said lounging about as he put off finishing the dishes. "Supes on the other hand... Yeah, he plans for everything. He planned the phone. But that's his thing, y'know. Great tactical leader and all that." He mentioned. During the Great War, Super had been promoted on two different fronts, one as a combat troop and another as a tactician. He was well known for his fighting skills, but in the war his abilities as a strategist were more important. Regardless of his status as a tier one asset, he still demanded he go with many of the more dangerous missions. Some thought Super went because it was too important to fail. Super explained to Sickle that the lives of those he worked with were more important. Super didn't go to make a mission succeed, but to make sure those he went with came back. Sickle looked up from his thoughts as Moonshock asked him how much the soda was. "On the house. Soda's dirt cheap to make, I think it's BS that most restaurant's charge as much as they do. You paid for the special, the drink's free to friends." He mumbled, a new marketing strategy in his head.

The hedgehog in question had just seen his wife and kid out the door and was just stepping into the shower when suddenly his phone started ringing. He was about to ignore it when he realized it was his cell. Seeing how his cell was a private number, it must of been something worthy of turning off the water and heading for the phone. Wrapping a towel around his waist, the hedgehog yawned slightly as he reached for his phone as he entered the kitchen. Picking up the phone, he saw the number was private. Frowning, he answered and in a tired voice murmured, "Look Olin, I know we're all buddy-buddy with G.U.N., but I'm retired unless war breaks out again." He explained. Commander Olin of G.U.N. was the only person he knew who had a private number who also called his phone direct. He paused as he heard a small voice gibbering on the other side of the phone. "Uh... hello?" He repeated, intrigued.

Super was a green hedgehog. He was sure of it, he had just seen himself in the mirror and he was most definitely green. A little pale on the peach fur, but regardless. Now, he felt like he had turned stark white. Stuttering a bit and tripping over an invisible cell phone wire, there was a loud crash as his legs gave out from under him at the surprise.

"Oooof..." He mumbled, "I can see why acciedents in the home tend to be in the kitchen. Tile floor plus wet feet equals..." He paused. He focused on what just happened. Over a year had passed sense Super had given up on Kairi - probably six months past when Sparky seemed to grow less cheerful on the prospect of ever finding out her friends fate. And now, it was like hearing a voice from the great beyond. "...Kairi?!" He finally breathed out, clapping a hand on his forehead. It didn't hit with great force, rather connecting with his head-quill. "Is that... 'course it is, you called this number. But how? Where? Yes! Definitely where!" He bumbled over his words as he quickly began searching for his clothes.

Super blinked a moment. Sixth Avenue. He was on Third. While that didn't mean she was three blocks away, it did mean she was at least close - and closer to Sickle, moreso. He paused a moment. "WE THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD." He exclaimed before stopping himself. "Erm. Wait. I said that out loud didn't I? I mean, yes, I meant to say it, but not shout it. Doing fine, you sound - where are my damn pants - And what's that in the background, sounds like a babeeeeeee-" He stretched the last part as he pieced everything together. The hedgehog froze before letting the final piece fall into place. "-eeeeeeo! Beo! That's Beo isn't it!" He nearly shouted, before more fumbling around could be heard. "I can't believe she was pregnant. I wonder how Haden reacted to this. Does Haden know? Kinda wacky guy for an Englishman - there are my pants! - Don't know how he'd react to news like this..." He was hopping on one foot through his garage as he rammed against his black SUV, trying to get his other foot through his pant leg. As he finally got it through, he opened the door and climbed in. Grabbing his keys from his pocket, he was glad to find out he was wearing the right pants. "Sparky and Nadia are doing fine, Little Nadia's walking over to Sickle's restaurant right now with Sparky - you're probably half-way there your self. Sickle has a restaurant now."

He paused a moment as he sighed and took a deep breath. "We missed you, Kairi. We thought you died when the carrier crashed. I have so many questions right now - I'm certain Sickle has more. He opened up the restaurant to take his mind off of the fact that we all thought we had lost you, you know, forever this time." He added the last bit, recalling the body swap shenanigans they went through when they had all just met. The image of a female Kairi/Sickle Hybrid that they all had seen at one point still sent shivers down is spine. "Kairi... He's been waiting for you for well over a year now. I suppose the question is.. where have you been?"

Super paused a moment. Her fire powers were probably her saving grace, as Sickle had always argued. He couldn't help but chuckle in spite of himself at her story. Amnesia had run rampant in his group of friends, it seemed. Turning the car on, Super opened the garage door and listened to the rest of her story before answering. "Sickle, yes. Haden... very yes. Sometimes I believe that fox just isn't stable sometimes." Super ran a hand through his quills before turning unto the street in the direction of sixth avenue. "I can understand that - it explains a lot. Your missions weren't exactly in the most state of the art locations." Unlike Sickle's. "I don't blame you for waiting until you got here on the off chance another plane went down with you on it, but if you called sooner we could of met you at the airport or something." He paused a moment before adding, "This also explains the charge on Sickle's account recently." He said this mostly to himself. Kairi had to get here from another continent somehow. "So, I guess I'll pick you up first, then swing by and pick up Sparky and Nadia on their way to Sickle's, and then, a big reveal, or something. I dunno, I'm not good at the whole 'You're not dead' parties." Super commented dryly, turning unto Sixth Avenue. "Directions on just where you are outside of Sixth Avenue?"