[That earns him a smile.] Deal. [She nods over toward some seating and offers him the viewer.] Just limit how much you make fun of what I'm wearing. [On it, he'll find a video of a very young Kitty at a dance recital—it's not quite a tutu, but it is an unfortunate ensemble in loud colors. She's good. Really good for her age. It doesn't show the whole performance, but you see the end and the dancers take their bows and then she runs off stage to hug her parents who both tell her how proud they are and how much they love her. Something she can hear anytime she wants now. She didn't have any photos. She hasn't seen them since they died. Not until today.]