"I got more worries than you could ever hope to soothe. Even if you wanted to. Which I bet you don't." And he's sure she does too. He saw the stack of food at the movie night.

The Warehouse is looking quite messy these days, with Howard's half-finished 'projects' littering the front lawn, mostly dismantled furniture and bicycles, reams of tape and screws everywhere. The house itself is a little cleaner. Emergency Rations darts out from under the porch and rubs up against Howard's legs.

"Oh, and this is Rat."