Re: Sunday Dinner
Steve sighed softly, brushing his fingers through his hair. He could see the way it worried Peggy and didn't want to upset her now. "I guess we just keep an eye on it and make sure he's got what he needs for now. He seems okay at the moment and we can...figure out the rest later." He murmured, kissing her hair before he moved toward the counter to nab a deviled egg before offering the plate in Howard's direction. "These are good Peggy." he smiled in her direction, knowing how hard she'd been working most of the day while he was out with Stevie.