[ Peggy's laughter is wild and wicked as she crashes her way into the dinner, Howard following at her heel. A few people look up and realistically she knows she should feel bad about the racket they make but she's already quite indecent as it is and so the noise doesn't really bother her, not with her hair wild and frizzing and her shirt gone see-through from the rain. Leaning against him in the doorway, Peggy does her best to catch her breath, her hand on his shoulder for a moment as she tries to get her giggling under control. ]

I cannot believe that you of all people couldn't fix a bloody car. [ His look of indignation makes her start laughing again, her fingers in his suit jacket as someone hmms behind them. A waitress who looks a little like Angie seems to be trying to smother her laughter as she asks them if they want a table. ] Oh, oh yes. For two please. And coffee, lots of coffee.

[ Her chin tips up a little higher and she takes the stride over easy enough, her hips swaying and her heels clacking. She has absolutely no care at all about how people are looking at them and they now know it, Peggy beaming up at Howard as she takes a seat. ] You're buying.