[I'm back,] she announces to Sherlock, Tony, and Jarvis all at once.
[Bit nerve-wracking here and there, but the admin was surprisingly reasonable for the literal inventor of Hell, we worked out a deal, us and Jane are the new management pretty much,] says Juliet, [and we're all going to have a big party to celebrate, on Mars in Eos, in a bit after some of us have completed some errands.]
[Of course! You and Tony and I'll see about James and maybe Virginia and Giles and Minnie too.]
[It's gonna be huge. Golden's bringing more people than I am, Stella's hosting so I dunno if her people count but there's more of those too.]
[Hey James, want to go to a party on a Mars in another world with a whole mess of Bells and our friends? Libby'll be there, among others. Virginia can come too.]
Giles and Minnie get comparable invitations. Minnie's response is an instant, unqualified yes.
[Cool. You want to come wait in Sherlock's house? My new friend Jane who is a transdimensional computer entity is our ride there, and that's her access point. She could probably also grab you from New York if you have internet and a webcam, though.]
[Somehow that is not the most comforting thing I've ever heard,] James says dryly. [Sure, will you grab Virginia too?]
[She wants to come, then? And Jane wouldn't yoink without you wanting to be yoinked. And she is not judgmental about what goes on in the Internets she eats.]
[You realize that people do things on the internet that they don't want anybody but the intended recipient seeing, judgmental or not, right?]
[I am the Internets I eat,] Jane puts in. [The individual exchanges of data don't matter, just the network. I pay about as much attention to random people looking for porn as you do to random cells in your little toe dividing.]
[No, just now. But if that concerns you, I have a node in Juliet's new necklace and unless she turns it off I can see and hear wherever she's at.]
[Now you do! I'm very handy. I do interdimensional travel and I have replaced the management of Hell.]
[So I'm picking up you and Virginia?] Bella asks again.
Port-port-port and they are all in Jarvis's living room.
Virginia, a red-haired girl who might be a little older than James, looks around with interest.
[Giles, did you hear the invitation? Did you have to clean your glasses 517 times to get over "party on Mars in Eos"?]