All of those plans that she had made and now they had vanished. Truth be told, they had probably stopped the moment she became a banshee. She didn't think she was ever going to get out of Beacon Hills, and now she wasn't sure that she'd ever get out of Storybrooke. It was almost the same thing, except far less violent here. "Maybe, but I think I'd just wind up going back home to all of the crazy shit that happens there." But she could cross her fingers at the very least.
She couldn't help but grin slightly. "No, but then there's not much need for a spy. At least I don't think so." She might totally be wrong though. She didn't know what he got up to in his spare time. Maybe he did do the whole spy thing. "I won't tell anyone." She winked at him.
Lydia wasn't sure how much to say about Peter. "He's not a good man. I'm not certain that he wouldn't try to harm me. Though I'm planning on telling him that if he does anything fun, I'm siccing the Hulk on him." So there was that. "Yeah? You'd do that? It might not be a bad idea for me to have a weapon." She hadn't told anyone she was contacting Peter. Not even Danny. Just James.
Oh she was hoping even more that she would get to learn that.
Following him into his apartment, she saw that it was pretty much like hers, layout wise. She figured he didn't have a roommate. "Yes please. Whatever you're having."