"Costume shopping? Oh, no, don't tell me you planned a *Halloween* party..." Kitty was equal parts horrified and amused.

"Wait a damn minute, the pope thought you were funny? Well then *forget* whatever the damn cardinals think, that's a win in my book!" Kitty laughed, looking surprised. She set her phone back in her pocket, eyes meeting his. "You want me to make you my runny nose nachos so it'll get the pollen out?"

"I mean, I'd probably have to do it incognito, don't want the press putting two and two together. Unless they....already know?" A flicker of concern and confusion crossed her face. "I mean...does Manhattan know that you're *you* under the Spidey suit?"

Kitty laughed, shaking her head lightly. "I mean.... *Generally* you can't. Sometimes you do. Uh, wait. *Rarely* you do," she said, quickly correcting herself. "But that's mostly because you've known me for what, more than half my damn life?"

something into place. Or... Knock something loose. Either way, just a thought..."<e>

"Magnetic Resonance sounds like something with quite a few bits and bobs," she said with a shrug. "This might be an insane suggestion... But have you tried, I dunno, *magnetizing* it?" Kitty grinned, a sort of wicked gleam in her eyes. "Safely, of course. Isolated chamber. Maybe it'll knock <c>

Kitty approached, tilting her head curiously at the mechanism. "Looks... Much more complex than what you're calling it might suggest. Sorry to hear that it's a fancy paperweight, though. Let me guess - there's some really tiny component that isn't behaving correctly?" She smiled, knowing. <c>

"Ohmygod, seriously? YES."

Kitty smiled and nodded in understanding. "I get it. Manhattan is just a different vibe. And not to mention, I'm 99% sure you like to show off and make Peter jealous of you because of your skills. You probably out-flip him every chance ya get. I'm right. I'm *so* right."

She hesitated.

"...Right?"

"Dude, it's *me* we're talking about. Course I wouldn't. But I know you could never gut me anyways." A hesitant silence for a moment. "...you really think you could get me with your snikters when they'd just go right through me?"

Yup. Snikters. Had to do it.

"Gesundheit. Have you ever considered a ring? Maybe that'll be safer, yeah? I can kinda already picture it, something that looks like a bad ass signet ring, but not *too* chunky..." Kitty's fingers were moving across her phone and she held up a *very* poor sketch. "Maybe a chi ro emblem?"

Her expression immediately softened into something pretty damn close to affection, a soft smile spreading. "And here I am giving you shit. I didn't know you had it in you like that, old man." The brunette leaned over to give him a hug. Just a quick one. In case.

"Yeah, yeah...'half pint' it is."

"Hard? Naaaah, just gotta be creative is all," Kitty replied with a grin. "Brownie points for the Lord of the Rings reference, even if a bit unrelated." She grabbed her phone from her pocket and pulled up a gif. "Why not double, no, *quintuple* down?"

Kitty looked thoughtful. "Why do I always hafta be *small* though?" She crossed her arms with a soft huff of indignation. "What, is it just because I'm younger than you? But that doesn't count because like EVERY-fucking-BODY is younger than you!"

Friend permissions don't supercede the need for adventure." <e>

"The *front door*?! What happened to your sense of adventure?" Kitty stepped lightly, almost on tiptoe in the moonlight. "If you're gonna sneak in, you're *supposed* to use a window."

"...the fact that technically we have permission to be dumb like this doesn't count. <c>

"Oh, the lilies? But I bought them to brighten up the place...damn. A shame, honestly." Kitty finally caught up to him, handing him a pack of tissues. "I'll go put 'em... uh... Someplace you don't go to. Can't even think of a place off the top of my head, but...yeah."

"Logan, I'm *taller* than you! How dare you!" Kitty raised a hand to her chest, eyes wide and brows furrowed in mock offense. "That's it, I'm rescinding your invite to my Lord of the Rings marathon."