Scouring the streets of a different version of London, Lila and Al searched for the wayward Ben, who disappeared on them like he's Batman, now they're tracking his phone, that he thankfully kept with him, so that's helpful.
Well, helpful in the sense that they're wading through crowds of people, most tourists asking for directions, that it seemed like they weren't getting anywhere.
Al tried his hand at texting Ben, attempting to tell him to meet them at a media store he saw on his cursory look through the city during his initial scanning.
A media store that Ben's familiar with, that he had no problem identifying and going towards, Al hoped that with the directions, he'll get there if they don't reach him.
Note, attempting.
Ben didn't respond to the texts, even when Al tried to call him, he's sure the phone's online and operating, it's on his scanners.
Alas, Ben didn't respond to him, despite multiple attempts, even going far as attempting to masquerade as his mother's number.
"Don't worry, I got more eyes than a spider," Al tells the worried Lila that he's got it in the bag.
If Ben isn't answering, then Al'll find him on the cameras. London's got so many, it's simple as retracing their steps, go from there.
"Maybe you ought to possess a TV and yell at him," Lila suggested Al do that, see if he can't get Ben's attention that way, but Al said he didn't want to cause untoward attention as it is, he's already avoiding hordes of people who're likely to notice he isn't a real person.
However, it's a good idea, that if Ben won't answer, then Al'll make him, by taking to Ben's Blackberry, forcing a reaction that way.
Maybe the fool has his phone on silent.
"You can do that?" Lila looked at Al with a curious look, which the AI tells her that he's gotten into arguments with fax machines in the past, this is old hat to him.
Shrugging her stout shoulders, Lila tells him to do it, something to tell them that he's alive and hadn't gotten lodge in a truck tire somewhere.
Briefly, Al looked in the yonder, before he says he got a lock on Ben's location, and he's picking up his phone.
"What'd you say?" Lila asks what Al could've said to an inanimate object into getting its owner's attention.
Al told her simply, "His mother's calling."
Rolling her eyes, Lila exasperated as she urged him to hurry, before Al took the call.
"Ben! Thank God, we were worried about you, listen, there's a media store not far from you. You know it by sight. Listen, we'll come pick you up, just stay put... Ben?" Al began talking to Ben externally, but found that the other side of the line's quiet, before the phone hung up on him.
Baffled, Al says, "He hung up on me! The nerve! I told him where to go!"
Looking at him, Lila pointed out a flaw in Al's plan.
"Trust me, if there's any chances of paradoxes, I'd known instantly," Al assured that there won't be any problems if Ben should see himself on a cover of a DVD for a movie, he won't remember appearing in.
On chances his counterpart bumps into him, Al doesn't think they'll have to worry about that, he's got everything on a scanner, nothing short of walking past the storefront's getting past Al.
His counterpart's doing a radio show somewhere, nowhere near London, they got nothing to worry about, what with audio compression and the state of speakers, Ben won't even recognize his own voice coming out of the speakers.
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