Peggy got up and grabbed a bottle of cold white from the fridge, leftovers from a couple of nights ago when the kids had gone to bed early and Luke was sleeping better. She poured them both a half a glass and sat the bottle down as she sat herself down.
"You mean you made dessert?" she smiled softly and went back to her dinner. "What did you make?" Peggy was a little touched and got herself another bite of chicken.