"That's like, so specific that I almost don't know if you're joking or not," Newt tells him, squinting suspiciously, though he brushes past it quickly enough. "Listen, I'm grabbing Thai from the place up the street before we do anything else. Kidnapping won't be a thing but if I don't get my lunch, I can't promise I wouldn't resort to cannibalism."

He's already walking backwards toward the restaurant, dangling Coop's phone out in front of him like it's bait, and he grins.

"You can grab something, too, if you want. My treat for making you come along just so you can get your phone fixed up."