Okay, but just so you know, if you smudge that number and can't read it to send me a message later, you are going to break my heart as I sit waiting, clutching my phone and checking it a hundred times and wondering if you even remember me.

[Edge puts a hand over his heart, bows his head, and affects a look of extreme solemn worry, which he promptly spoils with his own playful wink right back.]