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When Tony had arrived on the island, he'd carried several items with him through the veil. Aside from the clothes on his back, there had been a lighter, a wallet filled almost entirely with things rendered utterly useless, and a black cellular phone just shy of a full charge. On this phone was housed the following: 7 images of Tony's ex-girlfriend

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"Have you figured out how to get a signal?" Grace asks when she finds Tony there looking at his mobile. She'd given up on her own weeks before, and by now it's no use to her at all; the battery's gone dead and it's nothing but a small dead weight at the bottom of her handbag. It's a shame, really, there was so much lovely music on it that she can no longer listen to.

Perhaps it's a bit silly to hope that Tony has figured out how to call people, but Grace has never found anything wrong with holding onto a bit of hope.

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"Just to Venus," is Tony's easy reply. He glances up, offering Grace a smile as he closes the mobile with a click, and then motions for her to join him at the table. "Unfortunately, there's a bit of a language barrier there."

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"Perhaps you could try picture messaging them instead," Grace replies with a smile, and joins him there, taking a seat in a chair on the other side of the table as she smooths her skirt down with her palms.

"A picture's worth one thousand of them, after all."

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"This is true," Tony agrees, and flips open the phone again. After pushing a few buttons, he lifts it up between them and snaps a photo of Grace.

"There," he says, and turns the mobile so she can see the image, "now they'll definitely want to get in contact."

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She can't help but break into a smile then, as she leans in a bit to look at the picture he's taken, and then sits back in her chair again.

"You'll have to let me know if they manage to reply," she says, "I'll bet it's possible, here." She hasn't been around long enough for any of the odd things that she's heard about to have happened, but that doesn't mean she's not expecting them to happen eventually.

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"Considering how we all got here, I'd say just about anything is possible in this place," Tony says, returning her smile. He affords the photo one more glance before he snaps the phone shut and and tucks it into his pocket. Maybe he'll keep it on there, maybe he won't; it's hard to say.

"Having a good day, then? Apart from not being able to ring Venus yet, that is."

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"Of course," she replies, "It's been lovely. Even the bookshelf's been kind. I suppose it's a bit wrong of us to expect it to be in a good mood all the time when we can't even expect that of people, you know?"

Even Grace has has her off days on the island, a fact demonstrated by the bookshelf itself, actually.

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"That's probably a very healthy way of looking at it," says Tony. A very naive way of looking at it, as well, but far be from him to shatter Grace's perpetually pleasant worldview.

"I've just been deciding what to do with my day, and here you are," he adds, and leans forward, forearms braced on the table top. "Please tell me you're not going to leave me here to my boredom."

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Grace has learned that there's a certain way that one should think about things that are magic. And as she's convinced that most of the island is more magical than anything else, she's had to adjust her opinions on the thoughts and motivations of bookshelves thusly.

"Of course not," Grace says, and she mimics his action, bracing her own forearms on the table top and leaning forward as well. "But what are we to do to rid you of your boredom, Tony Stonem?" Grace had been undecided about what to do with her day as well, really only heading toward the bakery out of curiosity of what might have been baked that day.

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"Good company definitely helps," Tony replies with a smile. "Having the right person with you can make most things more enjoyable, I find."

Who that right person is at present is a bit more debatable. Not that Grace doesn't have her own appeal, but his mind keeps slipping back to thoughts of Michelle, Effy and even Sid, despite the vast complaints Tony had lodged against his person over the course of their friendship.

"We could just start walking and see where it takes us," he suggests with a nod toward the boardwalk.

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"Totally agreed," Grace replies, her own smile wide at the idea of spending the afternoon with Tony. She's still very much in love with Rich, of course, but that doesn't mean she'll deny herself the chance to hang about with brilliant, lovely Tony.

She pushes back her chair and stands, a 'yes' to his proposal that they simply see where the boardwalk takes them.