"Evan," she says, when she answers, even if she didn't quite look at the phone.

Then again, everyone else just comes over, the phone is for him. And there's something like the sense that she's reaching out toward him for connection, for the feeling that Everything Will Be Alright. He's good at that.

And while they're talking, she'll let herself drop into the comfy chair she keeps in the corner of her office instead of sitting behind her desk to keep Working On Things.

"How are you?"