"So if I rub myself in a pine tree, you'll pretty much do whatever I want?" Kate asks with a laugh and maybe she's joking, but maybe this is also pretty handy information to have at her disposal. She's not sure she wants to go around smelling like a tree all the time, but she figures she could probably arrange to deal with it sometimes. Just for Newt. Mostly for herself, though, if he's really that into it.

"Y'know, the island had this magic mistletoe that would trap people under it," she says and it's just one more thing on a long list of stuff she doesn't miss. The mistletoe hadn't been the end of the world, really, except when she'd been caught under it and had to kiss Jeff. Even then, not the worst thing that could have happened to her, given that there had been some kind of creepy ass serial killer running around at the same time, but it had been pretty terrible. "I got stuck under it once with the guy my dog is named after and it was pretty much the most disgusting moment of my life, but we couldn't just stay there forever and hope someone else might come save us. It was gross."