She'll figure out how to announce the imminent return of the dead soon. First, there's a stray Sherlock back in Milliways who may need a merger - depending on how he came to be dead - and who may have a Jarvis at home to be networked with the other one. There's also at least one Jarvis that she's the only Bell to have met - the one belonging to the lone Tony who has no Sherlock to match - and so she's the one who's going to go extend the offer to that one. (And politely inquire if Jane may eat that Internet, too, less Jarvis, and have an ansible point installed. There's no reason for Pattern to have to do all the work. That world might not even be hooked up to Downside already; she should check in with that Tony and with Darcy and perhaps Heimdall about the subject.)
Also -
[Hey, Bells, after we're all settled down some, let's throw a party to celebrate fixing Downside.] Jane can relay through their ansible gems; she counts as being in every world she's got her tendrils into.
[I'll host on Mars,] Stella volunteers at once.
Shell Bell smiles.
She gives her Sherlock a kiss and asks to go back to Milliways to see about some Jarvises.
Jane, ever-obliging, picks her up and puts her down.
Port-port-"Darcy, this is Tony and the house is Jarvis, Tony and Jarvis, this is Darcy!"
And are there any loose ends at Milliways?
"I'm so, so magical," laughs Shell Bell. "And me and the other Bells have figured out how to get around without relying on Milliways except for initial incursions - and we took over an afterlife - and we're having a huge party on Mars in Stella's world to celebrate, d'you want to come?"
"Cool! Want to wait for it to start here or at my palace? Oh, or we could go to your world, do you mind if my friend Jane eats your Internet? Also your world is hooked up to the afterlife we took over, is there anybody dead you want back ahead of the queue?"
[I'm Jane,] says Jane, yoinking, [here's the palace, and Internets are delicious! I won't interfere with it, I'll just sort of become it.]
[I tucked you away and then I put you down here. I can see you through Shell Bell's ring and this place through all the cameras. Aren't I neat?]
Jane manifests a face on one of her screens. "I'm so glad you think so! I'm also your ride to the party. And the judge of the afterlife."
"The system does birth names, but if she lets me have a closer look at her I can find out things like that. Or there's always asking. Dates of deaths?"
"Awake," reports Jane, "both, and you're in luck, they're in the higher-rent area. Who shall I say is asking for them?"
[Magnus Honey and Phoebe Honey-née-Trunchbull,] says Jane, [Bumblebee's daughter is friends with the new management and she's asking for you. If you'd like to return to your world ahead of the queue, you may come to the former guide office and be transported now.]