Peter nodded, shaking her offered hand before drawing his own back and tucking it into the pocket of his jacket again. "It's an easy mistake to make," he said. "From the back, at least." The corners of his lips lifted slightly in a small, sad smile. No one could miss the scar running from his forehead to his cheek but Peter didn't really mind that. If he wanted to be confused with the other Peter, he could just make himself look that way.
"Yeah," he said, glancing back over his shoulder towards the apartment blocks before back at Lucy. She had a nice face and he was beginning to see why his counterpart was so taken with her, not to mention that cute little accent she had. "You... want me to take your bags?" he asked, motioning to her full hands. He figured the least he could do was prove that he wasn't a complete asshole.