She smiled at him, she wasn't going to punish him. She wasn't going to stop him. Let him try to clean, as long as he wasn't breaking anything. Which, with a swift glance behind Peter, was going swimmingly so far. "No, you're fine. Thanks for cleaning, a little," Deeta uncrossed her arms and shifted on her feet.
"Benny and Joon," she commented in addition. "That movie had the ceiling sweeping and ironing board grilled cheese sammwhiches," she pointed out with a cheeky grin.
Lifting her head, she nodded and agreed that she was home a little early. "It was an easy day, I wrapped up early. Tomorrow I should be home around 7... But we got dinner, are you hungry?" she pointed a thumb behind her into the other room. Part of the fact that she was a were katagaria, and lioness, included her habitual need to feed hers. It was a very deep seeded instinct to make sure every need was taken care of. She could still smell the chicken cooked to fried and barbecued perfection, mashed potatoes and a little secret: her favorite pale ale. Plus, food made everything better.