Re: [Quicklog: Louis/Peggy]
It is talking to me. In my head. Please don't ask if I'm crazy, I do know my own mind, and what belongs in it and what does not. [She took his elbow with her free hand (the gun was now in her right, and too hot to re-sheathe under her skirt, thanks very much) and began to lead/drag him toward the door.]
I think it likely we have alerted some of Nick Fury's enemies. Please inform me if you see a number of men heading in this direction on the CCTVs. [It was a bit of a risk, throwing that out there, but... Peggy was in the mood for risks. And until she found a hacksaw for the new friend on her wrist, her temper was going to keep smoldering. "New host" indeed. She wasn't running a bloody hotel.]
I am going to find us somewhere safe, and if necessary I will bring you medical attention. Come along. Quick step now.