Jeff runs over to them when the door opens and Kate nudges her aside with her foot as she wrinkles her nose, thinking about what he's said. There really is only one way to find out and she hands him the VCR before going into the living room and turning the TV around so he can access the connections in the back. It's a pretty shitty TV, but she hasn't bothered with a new one, mostly because she doesn't watch it often enough for it to be a thing. Now, though, she's kind of glad. If there's something creepy on the tape, the last thing she wants is to be able to see it in great detail.

"Hi," she says to the dog, crouching to rub her ears, though Jeff seems way more interested in Newt than she does Kate at the moment. She wags her tail, sniffs around at the bags on the floor, then moves over to his feet, following him wherever he goes.

"You're new, she likes you better," Kate says as she sits down to pull off her boots, leaving them on the floor without a second thought. Her place isn't messy, exactly, but she hasn't bothered to pick up after herself lately and she's suddenly very aware of the fact that half her closet is draped over the chair in the living room. "You do that, I'm going to..." She gestures at the mess, then grabs a pile of clothes to get it out of the way.