He let a smirk escape him for a moment at thoughts of peggy. "Sharon has alot of peggy's spunk and all of her fire. She is different, She is her own women and is right...No matter what." he teased. He looked over at his friend and a thought came to his mind. "How do you feel about going out in the field...just like old times? You remember Johann Schmit?" He wondered if maybe a midnight run could help clear his head.