Many had seen them sitting very close together. Had seen Matt nuzzle at Mohinder's hair. It hardly mattered. Heroes could be felled for many reasons, but as the drink was doing it all ready, that Mohinder might had a male companion didn't matter. As Matt helped him off the table, Mohinder leaned against his arm and nearly tripped over himself. No matter. Everyone deserved to drink after the last week...the last month. They'd all been working so very hard.

Matt would have to whisk Mohinder and their daughter away, though a woman with hair so bleached it had turned white came out of no where at the elevators. "Um. Hi," she said, clutching a crayon box and some activity books. The things she did for her boss. "Uh, my name's Daphne. I know you don't know me or anything but I use to be a nanny. If you wanted to get your friend to bed, I could watch your daughter for a little while--"

Molly knew Daphne. She'd played with her from time to time when Mohinder had to work exceedingly long hours. She'd help get them out of Atlanta. The girl even smiled at her. "She's like us, Matt," she said, and Mohinder drunkenly nodded.

"Super shp-- Wait. What's the English word for speed?" Yep. Nap time.