Even though Matt's foot was doing the heavy lifting of keeping Sam distracted. Things became more strategic as Kate's own foot stealthily showed up, poking the kitten and making him forget his plan of attack.

Lucky, clearly the big brother who was happy to have a break from his younger siblings, laid down and on his back, looking as sprawled as his humans were.

"Just hope that this isn't one of those situations in which you say 'Oh, it can't get any worse than this and suddenly? Boom, your human firstborn is the Antichrist!" The back of her hand fell down on her palm with a loud slap, making Sam jump as his hackles went up.

At the mention of going to bed, Kate craned her neck and kissed Matt on the cheek. Yes, they were thinking of the same thing. But, while Matt was a little nervous, Kate was nothing but excited, eager to do this.

She squeezed his hand back. "Of course." Her smile, confident as it had been, faltered a little as she sat more upright. "You're not? I mean, Matt, if you're not sure it's really no pressure at all."

She suddenly reached for his stomach, a little bloaty after that meal. "I mean, if you're afraid you'll fart in bed and that that's gonna become a dream earthquake then I totally understand."

Give it to Kate to try and ease worries off with a little humor.