“‘Ey, Newt—- Ya like aliens, right?
So, uh—-
Movie marathon?”
It’d been almost two weeks since that incident at the coffee shop, and it’s the fifth time he met Remy, and the second time the man visited him in his lab. He told Remy it’d fine, if he wanted to come see him at SHIELD, just a simple background check which Remy passed, obviously. There was, after all no sensitive information here, unless you counted the aliens, but no one could really understand them so it was alright.
So, when the other appeared at the entrance of his lab, along with the box set of the complete Alien series, Newt smiled bright and jabbed a button at his table to let the man in. Secretly, he may or may not have written a thesis about the biology of the aliens in Alien when he’d been really bored.
“Hey, uh, sure… Give me a second,” Newt grabbed the remains he was holding and placed them in a container and capping it soon after. He was pretty much done with examining them anyway. He placed the container into the freezer before he pulled his gloves off his hands and chucked them in the trash. Newt walked over and hugged the man, not caring that he probably had a bit of the yellow blood on his shirt. “Hey. I love that series.”
He pulled Remy by the hand, dragging him to the holotable, pulling out the first disc and starting the movie up. Newt turned the lights off in the lab and pulled the taller man to the couch facing the projected holoscreen, before sitting down.