"No Karen, I just can't right now." Foggy leaned back in his chair, holding the desk phone with his shoulder, "I have like a hundred things to do, and a heart to heart with Matt isn't one of them."

Karen was silent on the other side and rubbed her temple, "He told me Foggy."

"Told you what? That he was sorry?"

She hated how stubborn he was. This time she said it more meaning behind it, "No. He told me Foggy."

"Oh shit." Foggy was a mix of surprise and concerned, "Okay fine. I can do dinner tonight at my place, but I swear to god if he cancels-"

"I know. Me too." She said before hanging up.

Matt walked up the steps to Foggy's apartment and knocked on the door. Just to make sure he checked the number on the door with his fingers. It was right. The door opened, and Matt could hear Foggy's heart beating. He was nervous: a good sign. "Hi."

"Hi." Foggy looked down at their feet, "Come in, Karen's coming too."

"Good." Matt nodded and walked in feeling around for any obstacles. His cane hit the side of a box that wasn't supposed to be there, "A box?"

"Yeah.. Upgrading apartments actually."

Matt chuckled, "Right. Fancy Lawyer."

Foggy didn't return the laughter, "No, you can't do that. You can't just make me forget how pissed I am at you."

"I know." Matt nodded, "Trust me, I feel so bad for everything that happened. I was an ass."

"There's one perk to being friends with a good catholic school boy. I know you're capable of guilt." Foggy put his hands in his pockets and stood with Matt. He always felt the urge to fill the room with something, since Matt wasn't able to see what was happening. But now, he still wasn't honest what he could see and not see. It was all pretty damn confusing. "Beer? Karen's bringing Pizza."

"Sure." She walked forward and slightly to the left where he knew there was a barstool to sit on.

"So." Foggy opened the fridge and pulled out two bottles. They clinked together in his hand, "Hows Electra." He said with mystery.

Matt fixed his glass and folded up his cane, "Well, she's dead actually."

"Shit, Matt." Foggy stopped his search for a bottle opener and faced his friend. "When did it happen?"

"Around the same time as everything else happened." Matt didn't really go on much further. He'd have to explain it all eventually, he might as well get it off his chest all at once. He could hear Karen's heels walking up the stairs, then through the floor. "Karen's here, and her arms are full."

Foggy put the beers down and walked quickly to the door, "How do you know her hands are full?"

"I heard the pizza shift when she got up the stairs, and she was walking differently."

The answer wasn't good enough to sate his curiosity, "Yeah but, how did you know it was her?"

"The shoes." Matt shrugged, "Lucky guess."

The door opened, "Hi." Matt could hear her smiling. She walked in and set the pizza box on the counter. "You made it."

"You don't have to sound so surprised."

She scoffed, "Well, it's good to see you when you say you're going to be somewhere." The remark was harder than it sounded, but after the fact she couldn't really feel sorry for how good it felt to tell the truth. For a while know she knew Matt was hiding something from her. But since he wasn't a case to crack, she didn't want to pry. Not that she could really blame him. She walked to the fridge and got a third beer, "But that's the past."

Both Foggy and Matt nodded, "Yeah," Foggy looked at Matt, "Past is the past."

"Let's just catch up." Matt suggested, "And have some pizza because I'm starving."

Karen got some plates, "It's from the place next to the newspaper."

"How's that going?" Matt asked, he knew how it was going technically since he would read her articles from time to time. "You're the best part of the paper."

"Well, besides the comics." Foggy teased.

"Yeah it's good." She didn't want to bring it up but it was the only interesting thing happening in her life so there wasn't much else to talk about. "They want me to write about some of the vigilante's around town, since I tackled Frank."

Matt nodded, "People should talk about it. Especially after Frank Castle."

"Even if you'd be put in the crossfire?" Foggy questioned.

He shrugged, "I'm doing this because I want to do good. I have nothing to hide." Matt chuckled, "Well almost nothing."

Karen looked at Foggy, "I'm looking into some women who works at the lawfirm."

Foggy scoffed, "She doesn't really work there. She's hired out with Hogarth every so often. Remember that Purple Man fiasco?" Matt nodded, "She took him down."

"With Patsy Walker." Karen said with a giddy tone, "I haven't gotten ahold her yet. She's a hard person to get ahold of, meaning I don't think she wants to get ahold of me."

"From the stories around the office, she's… intense." Foggy stepped around the actual stories, "Okay so people say that she's a bitch, but I haven't met her." He chuckled and grabbed another slice of pizza.

"I'll figure it out." Karen said with Confidence.

"We know you will."