[ Nathan? Meet Kitten. She's all dolled up in a 70's-esque dress, and, more importantly, has a very Irish lilt to her voice as she speaks, even if it is a little masculine. ]

And here comes the tale of Mr. Nathan Petrelli, rushing off on a steed to save the crew of the Tranquility as--ooooh, his brother gasps--you no naught what you've done!

[ Her over dramatic reenactment ends with the back of her hand against her forehead, eyes wide, gasp imminent. ]

Darling, as charming as you are, there's no need to be so serious.