Newt

     Your second encounter with Newt doesn't take too long. As soon as he mentions fire exploding from Jacob's anus, you collapse onto the ground in an ungraceful manner.
     Tina's eyes widen in fear and surprise, "What did you do to that one?!" Newt's eyebrows raise highly, "I didn't do anything. What makes you think I had anything to do with her fainting?" Tina groans as she and Newt help Jacob stand up, "Well. We can't leave her here! This one can walk, so can you carry her? Maybe be inconspicuous about it? Please?"

     Your eyes flutter open to see Newt, his lady friend, and Jacob watching you carefully. And closely. "Hey Y/N, you alright?" Jacob asks once you seem fully awakened. They all move back some as you sit up, "Jacob," You say to him, looking at the two - oh, three - other people occupying the extra space. Before you can say anything, the blonde smiles, "Hey already knows we're wizards. Why he even seems to be enamored with the idea."
     You notice the two making goo goo eyes at each other, so you move your eyes to Newt, "Friend of yours?" He answers with an awkward sort of shrug, "Y/N seems to need some rest, why don't we all head to bed? And we have to be up early to catch my Niffler." Simultaneously, you ad the blonde ask, "What's a Niffler?" Though you're looking to Newt while she's looking at the brunette.
     Shaking her head as if saying don't even ask the woman raises her eyebrows, "Yes, Miss Y/N, you can stay with Queenie and myself-" But seeing Newt's eyes widen, you stop her, "I'd actually feel more comfortable rooming with Newt and Jacob. It's just that I know them and..." Tina nods, "Oh, um, okay. Well, there are only two beds." She says, leading you all to the room. She leaves the three of you and Newt climbs under the covers of one bed, and you gesture for Jacob to take the other.
     When Tina leaves from bringing the lot of you a nice warm helping of cocoa, Newt jumps out of the bed and opens his case. As he walks into it, Jacob releases a high pitched shriek of alarm, while you choke on a sip of cocoa. "Come on." He say, only his hand visible. Jacob smiles shakily at you, "Ladies first."

Credence

     It's been a week since you've last seen Credence, and though you desperately want to go down to the church, you don't want any suspicion to arise about you visiting the young man.
     You're reading on the steps of your apartment building when movement down the street catches your eye. Your lips crack into a smile when you peek over the stone railing of the stairs to see Credence handing out those dumb leaflets from the church.
      "Credence!" You yell out to him as you make  your way down the street. He jumps slightly, but relaxes as he spots - and recognizes - you. It isn't until you're closer to him that you notice the little girl standing at his side.
     "Oh, hi young lady. I'm Y/N, a uh, I'm a friend of Credence's. How about you?" You say to her, seeing her move in front of him defensively. Looking up at Credence, the girl sees that his eyes are soft and as comfortable as they can be.
     "I'm his sister, Modesty." You smile at her, "Nice to meet you Modesty. Do you and your brother have any extra time to talk today?" Credence stiffens a bit, thinking about what his mother will do if they get there late. "We um, we have to get home."
     You stand up to your full height and look at Credence, "Okay. Well um, do you mind if I walk you?" Modesty answers for the both of them, grabbing your hand with the one that isn't holding Credence's.

Jacob

     You walk past a newly opened bakery, but backtrack when you see Jacob.
     "Jacob? Hi!" You say, walking into the shop, a wrap on your burnt hand. He looks up at you, not recognizing you for a moment. "Oh, it's um Y/N, from the bank the other day."
     Recognition lights his face up almost instantly, "Oh, yeah! Hi, how are you?" You smile widely, not noticing the blonde smiling at the two of you from the back of the store. "I'm doing fine, I see you got your bakery."
     He nods, reciprocating your smile, "Yeah, I got a generous donation, you could say. What happened there?" Jacob asks, nodding at the wrapped hand. You shrug and lift it, "I burned it the day I chased you out of the bank."
     Jacob grabs you a Niffler shaped confection, "Awe, well for your troubles, have this one, on the house." Your smile grows into a cheesy grin as you take the treat, "Why thank you, Mr. Kowalski. I have to get going, but um, I - I'll be back later."