[ Her smile grows a quiet fraction and she shakes her head gently at the rejoinder β you shouldn't have. No, but she wanted to. It's a gift not unlike a fine bottle of wine or whiskey but not nearly as grand. It suits their friendship that way, she thinks, that it comes down to a single piece of chocolate and a quiet chat on the fringes of a wild party. ]
You're welcome, [ she manages to reply, before he slides in with his next remark. It elicits one of her rare laughs, no less warm for its brevity. ] And yes, got it. I don't expect you to make it so easy next time.
[ And she's looking forward to it. Peggy considers him for a moment, fond, then inclines her head towards the doors. ]
she cares so much...
You're welcome, [ she manages to reply, before he slides in with his next remark. It elicits one of her rare laughs, no less warm for its brevity. ] And yes, got it. I don't expect you to make it so easy next time.
[ And she's looking forward to it. Peggy considers him for a moment, fond, then inclines her head towards the doors. ]
Go on with you, then. I'll talk to you later.