Hughes reciprocates the wide grin before stepping into the phone booth. He leaves the door open as he puts in his change and dials his home number. He has no idea what time of day it is there, but he really hopes Gracia will answer.

"Come on, come on, come-- Gracia? Is that--" There's a large number of emotions that quickly wash over Hughes' face. Relief, happiness, a touch of panic, and then, finally, a contented calm. By all that could be considered holy it's good to hear his wife's voice again.

"Listen, honey, I'm sorry about all this. I'll explain more when I get home." Pause. Slightly guilty look, then a smile. "I promise, I'm coming home."

As he continues to listen to his wife, Hughes looks out at Katsuya once more. His smile widens and he gives a short nod. The time to know for sure where this will get him home is now. He cups his hand over the receiver and whispers, "Keep it safe for me, will you? Don't tell anyone else how to get in."

He quickly removes his hand again and begins giving Gracia even more assurances that he'll be home soon and that, maybe, he'd get home sooner if she would let him get off the phone. With one last nod to Katsuya, he pulls the door to the phone booth closed.

And promptly disappears before Katsuya's eyes.