Scott and Mitch didn't speak, or interact at all until they got to the house. Scott leaned over and snatched the suppressants off of Mitch's lap harshly, causing Mitch to flinch. He slammed his car door shut, and stormed up the steps to the house. Mitch followed behind him cautiously. Scott walked into the house, found Avi immediately on the couch and threw the suppressants down on the coffee table in front of him. Avi muted his TV show and raised an eyebrow at Scott. A challenge, almost. Scott gestured at the suppressants. "There you go. There are your damn suppressants. So you can force Mitchell to take them, and force him to suffer through without a Heat, force his body to be thrown off cycle, and even force him to have to sit and listen to Kirstie's Heat knowing damn well he won't get one." He fumed.