Kate's Apartment

"Thank you, Waldorf!"

Kate will then begin to rummage around her room... before discovering that she is missing something important.

"Sophie, do you have a pin?"

"No..."

Kate flops on her bed. "Don't you have any? You make clothes."

"All the pins belong to the company."

Kate sighs. Could something else work? Would something else make her bleed out and die? Blast it all!

Well, either she takes a risk or she lives with curves.

Kate undresses and finds her multitool. She bought it a while back, a spur of the moment purchase that looked really, really useful. She opens up to the skinniest blade, figures herself before she got dressed this morning... and stabs the little doll in the leg.