In a half laugh Jude remembered his non-existance in the world of America. But he felt Lucy's joy in her words and, took her waist, squeezing her hard enough to pick her off the ground. He whispered gently in her ears as he lifted her, "Ours"

The thought of it was both amazing and a little depressing. He would miss Sadie and the others back in their old apartment, but he knew that something seemed missing there since Max went to Vietnam. The place didn't seem gloomy, per se, but it... well, he couldn't describe it, but it wasn't home. He placed Lucy down and gave her another kiss and felt like dancing at the thought of their new place. Their own new place, in New York, right next to Psychadel...something"