Not you too. [She huffs a breath, the lines around her lips forming a firmer line as she glances the male over. Seemingly unassuming, probably a no-maj all the same-- Not that she knows, but she certainly knows looks can be deceiving.]

Listen here. [She points a finger at the next house before adding in:] I live there and if I find any creatures breaking through the walls or something I'm not above apprehending you myself. Just ask Newt.

[Because goodness does she not look forward to creatures barging into her home unannounced or, worse, terrorizing the city. But it's his next question that makes her stumble slightly before heaving a sigh.]

Bit difficult an answer, honestly. Newt said he remembers up to the point he left in New York, so a week. I got a couple more months of work on him, but seeing as he was in England it was really only letters. You can say circumstances made us have to get along pretty fast.

[That's an understatement.]