A/N: *dejected sigh* Curse my busy schedule. I didn't get to post yesterday, and I still haven't watched Psych, Royal Pains, or, most importantly, White Collar. Sad day. Well, thank you everyone for your reviews, I hope you enjoy! Enter, Kate Moreau!

Kate Moreau lifted her bag higher onto her shoulder, pushing open the kitchen door.

Neal and Mozzie looked up curiously from whatever they'd been working on.

"I got it," Kate said with a slight smirk, setting it down on the counter. "What are you two working on?"

"Well..." Neal looked at her slightly sheepishly. She glanced at the table and saw cards spread across the folders.

Irritation flooded through Kate. "Really, guys?"

"We were working on the plans," Mozzie said with a raised eyebrow. He, at least, never hesitated to challenge her. "But, eventually, you have to take a break."

"Right," Kate said flatly. She brushed the cards aside and tapped the top folder. "How far did you get?"

"About half-way through," Neal said. He put the cards back into a deck and replaced the rubber band around it.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Mozzie asked, fiddling with his glasses. Neal shot him a look and Kate knew in that instant that they had discussed it while she'd been gone. That was not what she needed. She frowned briefly before nodding slightly, the picture of confidence.

"Positive. We have everything we need, all we have to do now is complete the plan."

"Right," Neal said, agreeing with her as he almost always did. Kate nodded approvingly and sat down next to Neal, leaning her head on his shoulder. She let the exhaustion of the day wash over her briefly before brushing it away and guiding them through the plan so far.

Once they had completed it and run through it once, Mozzie insisted on coffee and another break. Kate consented reluctantly, knowing that fighting Mozzie on this would be difficult.

"So, could you show me that trick again?" The balding man asked Neal. Neal nodded with a grin.

"Of course." Neal grinned and shuffled the cards. He spread them out and Mozzie picked one out of the deck at random. Mozzie looked at it briefly then put it back, watching Neal intently. Neal shuffled the deck quite thoroughly and made a show of laying them into columns. He picked up one and showed it to Mozzie.

"This your card?" He asked gallantly.

"Yes," Mozzie said, disgruntled that he still couldn't find the trick. Neal flipped the card on the table, beaming. It was a queen of hearts.