It's another half an hour to the Mansion. As she promised, there it is on the edge of Central Park.

"Yana helped me get it here," she chuckles and parks the car. "It cost us a fortune in taxes, but well worth it in the long run."

She's admiring him as they go to the front door. He's broader than he used to be. A little bit of gray in his hair. His eyes are still one of her favourite features. They seem to be as expressive as ever.

Kitty doesn't bother opening the door but takes Pete by the hand and pulls him inside.