There was something kind of special about pancakes for dinner, and add Claire ridiculously expensive wine to that and really Peter thought it was a winning combination, of course that might have been his enjoyment of having the two of them there with him talking, or the way he could feel John's foot against his leg beneath the table, or the easy weight of Claire's feet balancing on his thigh, maybe it was the easy display of magic. Whatever it was though Peter thought the night was probably one of the nicest he'd spent in town so far.
Letting his fingers curl loosely around Claire's ankle letting his thumb stroke lightly against her skin, he grinned while she complimented John on the meal and nodded, "Yes I'll second that," He was only too happy with it all. "Breakfast for dinner always has been a favorite of mine." He confessed.
Jealousy wasn't even a thought in his mind right then, he was entirely focused on the two people across from him, the way they fit together. "I could stand to do this a bit more." He decided, both the breakfast for dinner as well as all of this, Peter decided, John and Claire both together like this, ye wanted a lot more of all of it.