Another phone?! Brnine's head whips up, and their gaze falls right on the transfer student—Natalia, right, that's her name—who is now looking in the direction of the cabinet, mallet temporarily forgotten. It...could be a coincidence that Natalia's phone is going off in the same moment, right?

Brnine almost opens their mouth to call out to her, but at the last second, they think better of it. Instead, they grab their own phone from the drawer, stuff it in their pocket, mutter a hasty apology to the student to with the jewelry box, and make their way over to Natalia's side.

"Hey," Brnine says to Natalia, trying to sound casual. Their phone pings in their pocket again, and they blindly mash some of its buttons to try to shut it up. "Everything good over here?"