[Newt groans, rubbing his hand down his face as he turns away from the window to look at Minho.]

Slim it, did I say it was? Just tryin' to make sense of another twist in all of this. [He leans against the window, much to the annoyance of an employee inside, looking around the street they're standing on.] So.

You believe all the klunk they told us when we got here?