"The subscriber you have called has not set up their voice mail box, but you may still leave a message at the beep." Beep.

"Hey Ma. Went by the house, noticed it's a parking lot. Went by Uncle Al's... Noticed that's a Gym... Oh... I uh.. Went lookin for Nick's garage... and I guess that's been gone a long time. Nobody seems to know nobody anymore. I don't recognize none've these fuckin people an none've em know you so uh... If this is still your number call me back I guess... I know you probably thought I was dead but I'm uh... Back. Alright... I'll uh. I'll be seeing you I spose."

Finch would end the call staring at her reflection on the black screen in the midst of light cracks wrinkling her nose with a whisper. "Looks like it's just me an you darlin." After a moment's pause she would laugh and pocket the phone. "Great now I'm talkin to myself, I'll fit right fuckin in."