"Hey, there's always Kagura," Newt tells him. "Sure, it's only open like, half the year, and you never know if you're going to get snowed in... but it's the cloest thing to taking a vacation we can get in Darrow so I guess there's really no choice but to embrace it."

It doesn't take much longer to get to the condo, and Newt tugs his keys from the back pocket of his jeans. He pauses in front of the door, taking a deep breath because he knows what's coming. The fact that he's carrying a bag of food isn't going to help, not when he can already hear the scratching of paws against the door. "Here goes," he mutters under his breath and sure enough, the second he unlocks the door and nudges it open with his foot, Jeff springs at him with reckless abandon, rearing up on her hind legs and pawing at him, eager to know what's in the bag.

The only reason she gives up, he suspects, is because there's a new stranger to whine at, and he's admittedly grateful when Jeff seems to forget the smell of food in favor of investigating Coop instead.

"Don't let her stop you," Newt says, "come on in. And shut the door on the way, will ya?"