"I'm going to have to quit my job," Kara sighed.

"Probably be unadopted," Winn added.

"That isn't helpful," James whispered.

"It's been weeks. She won't even drink her morning latte." Kara glanced behind her to Cat Grant's office. Cat sat, her eyes fixed on the computer monitor. Kara knew, however. Cat had delegated all her tasks for the past two weeks. Still, she maintained appearances, sitting in her office pretending to work. It would normally strike her as funny or ironic considering Cat owned the company. But knowing she had caused this pain only broke Kara's heart.

"I think those lattes are the only food she eats," James added.

"Clearly. She looks like she's withering away," Winn smirked. When he saw the reactions of his friends, he shook his head, shaking the smile away. "And Kara?"

"She does her job. She comes home and crawls in bed. Even when I convince her to order takeout and watch tv, she stabs it with her fork and stares off."

"Weird that they're so alike."

"No, it isn't. They really are perfect for each other," Kara realized.

"Did you notice no major crimes? No plots for total destruction? No super villains?" Winn whispered.

"Even the bad guys find National City depressing as of late," Kara frowned. "Just as well, I haven't felt too heroic anyway."

"Can't you just get them back together?" Winn offered.

Kara spun around, surprised. The idea had never crossed her mind.

Later that day, she texted Alex, begging her to have dinner. Alex told her that they'd make plans later. She smiled to herself. This would have to work.

"Mrs. Grant?"

"What is it, Kira?"

"I was thinking about this whole mentor thing."

"I don't know that you're experienced enough to be a mentor," Cat didn't even look up at her as she spoke. If Kara didn't know better, she'd think Cat was being mean. But this time she realized Cat was on auto pilot.

"I'd like you to be my mentor, like we discussed. We could have dinner. Tonight."

"I'm tired," she announced.

"Please?" Kara whispered.

Cat sighed. "Can this conversation end?"

"As soon as you agree to have dinner."

"Fine, Kira," she scoffed.

Kara resisted skipping out of her boss' office. She was on the first step to getting them back together. She just needed them to reconnect. This had to work. After all, it worked in all the movies.

By the time she got home, Alex was already in her pajamas and curled under the blankets.

"Alex, no! Dinner!" She cried. "Get dressed!"

"I'm not hungry."

"Alex! Please!" She snapped. She tugged at her sisters arm, but her phone rang.

"Hello?" She asked, afraid to let Alex hear her say Cat's name.

"Kira, Its Cat. We need to reschedule. I'm not feeling well," she said softly.

"No, please-"

"See you tomorrow." Cat hung up before she could say another word.

"Can't I just lay in bed?" Alex whined, pulling the blanket up.

"Yeah, fine. Both you and Cat Grant can hide from the world and wallow in self pity," she snapped, growing irritated. She wanted to bring those two closer together but they were both just lost.