Peggy sighed softly but honestly, she was exhausted, a little hungry and beaten down. "You don't have to do this. It's probably a bad idea." she pulled off the rounds of toast and buttered them liberally as the tea brewed again. "If he comes home, he'll get the wrong idea and punch you so hard your nose will break in three places." Peggy chuckled and sat down, grabbing a slice of toast.