It sounded like a phone set to vibrate. It was definitely NOT a phone, and Newt gasped and sat up straighter in his seat, a look of surprise in his eyes as the vibrating plug came to life.

As was the case with many of Newt's decisions (especially regarding Hermann), he may not have thought this one through all the way.

He very gingerly settled back into his seat, wiggling a bit and looking sheepishly around, ears pink. The discomfort and embarrassment was evident.

"...Are you mad? Did I ruin this or are you just--should I get our food to go? Did I screw up?"