"What? It's just true," Kate says as she lets Mindy lead her into the apartment. Newt is still at work and probably will be for an hour or so, so she doesn't have to head home right away and she'd definitely rather spend the time with Mindy anyway. "I mean, I guess he's pulling something out, but the hands definitely get in there."

Not that she would know. Not that she'll ever know.

"A month isn't that bad," she protests as she sinks down onto the couch and puts down her bag. "Newt and I waited like... god, a month? But he broke his leg for awhile there and you're right, a month is ages." It had felt like ages, anyway, when it had been her and Newt.