"Nice, okay, pick up a VCR and I'm not going to lie, I might do some more poking around because you saw my place. Interior decorating really needs work." Newt's not looking for anything fancy, no way, he considers Dimera lucky that he hasn't absolutely destroyed his place yet and that's only because he hasn't had any monster bits to toss around his living room. Still, since he's pretty sure he won't be finding a miraculous path out of the city anytime soon, he figures he might actually put a little bit effort into making it his own. He'd had vintage posters up around the lab, some bongos and instruments, comic books and action figures, and he wouldn't mind a bit of that for his new apartment. He doesn't know if it's weird to ask Kate help him with something so domestic, but... They're going, right? Might as well kill two birds with one stone.

He makes a face at the mention of The Ring, he very vaguely recalls seeing that way back when, but he'd been twelve when it had come out, and he'd ended up analyzing the hell out of the logistics of that girl crawling out of the television. "Well, if we're only going to have seven days to live, we should make it a really badass seven days, right?" He knows it's not a thing that's going to happen, obviously it's not going to happen, but what if it happens? He almost suggests that maybe they should just hold off, not even watch the tape at all, at least not before drinking heavily. But on the off chance that there's something on that tape that's actually worth seeing... Well, he can hardly resist that potential.