[ If this goes south — further south than she already is, it's bloody Antarctica at this point — then she can handle it. She's been tugged left and right by strangers all night and even though he's made the request that she trail after him, it's phrased innocently enough that it reads as a woman eager to take up a handsome man on his invitation. (And she'd have done it anyway, forced compliance or no; she does want to know more about all of this and this source is as good as any. And she doesn't want to wait for her presumptuous "date" to return.) ]

I'm sure you will. [ Peggy falls into step alongside him, glancing askance through a fall of short hair. She's studying him, of course, but the expression is masked with something more playful, roving. ] Besides, I was getting bored of my other date. And here you are, waltzing up with a tall drink of water and a treasure hunt. Colour me intrigued.

[ God, all she needs is her blonde bombshell wig and this will be just another day at the office. ]