It wouldn't have been the worst thing in the world to make Jay a sandwich, so the bet didn't really mean much to Kitty. Sure, she'd like a doughnut, but she could always go get one later on if needed.
Nevertheless, she allowed her game face to remain until the very end. "Remember, I like sprinkles -- the rainbow kind," she replied with a smirk when he mentioned his brothers, absently wondering how many he had. Kitty was okay with being an only child and found that her friends at the Institute easily substituted for siblings, but big families seemed pretty cool, too.
Then the apple defied gravity. Kitty watched with a bit of anticipation now, wondering which way it would turn: floor or bin? Apparently neither. Her own laughter followed Jay's. "I walk through walls. I can't change the odds of an outcome." She tried to speak in a serious tone, but the effort only caused her words to shake more.
When she had finally managed to clear most of the laughter from her throat, she made a decision. "Okay. So clearly, neither one of us one. How about I make you a sandwich and you just owe me a doughnut later? I think that's fair.
"So, what do you want on your sandwich?" She had already moved back to the counter, reaching for the cupboard above so she could snag a plate.