[The eyebrows raise. He lets her see him work that over, his expression considering, bemused. He settles, finally, into a smile. A challenge. His idea of camaraderie.]
[ Peggy folds her arms calmly and mirrors his expression. She likes this the most, challenging Don in a friendlier match, rather than striving for his approval. Though that challenge can be enjoyable though she won't admit it. ]
AAAH SHE'S A MUSE LIKE 4 YEARS IN THE MAKING AND I FINALLY DID IT ;;
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Maybe if you'd said someplace better.
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Maybe.