[ For a long while, Peter really does think Laura won't get it, or that she'll leave him in a lurch, and while he's totally used to looking like a loser, he'd prefer not to, thanks very much. But in the end, she seems more confused than anything, and he decides he can work with that. ]
Yeah. [ Clipped, with a note of worry ringing through his voice. ] Everywhere.
[ Peter gestures at her to stay put before he turns toward the security guard. The security guard opens his mouth to speak, but Peter is quick to interrupt him. ]
Sir, thank you so much for finding my niece. My sister would've killed me—
[ It's a familiar routine, even if Peter hasn't played it from this side before. He talks over the security guard every time the man opens his mouth, thanks him profusely, and dumps an unnecessary life story on him – about a difficult to please older sister, about his niece's penchant for wandering off, which is only compounded by Peter's terrible habit of losing track of everything.
("I'd lose my own head if it wasn't attached to my body—")
By the time Peter's wrapping up, the security guard is the one pulling away, desperate to avoid Peter spinning another yarn. When they reach that point, Peter offers him another heartfelt thanks before turning back to Laura, ushering her away.
After a few paces put them out of earshot, Peter murmurs, ]
Don't look back.
[ and he carefully tears the paper price tag from her stolen prize and tucks it into his pocket. ]
no subject
Yeah. [ Clipped, with a note of worry ringing through his voice. ] Everywhere.
[ Peter gestures at her to stay put before he turns toward the security guard. The security guard opens his mouth to speak, but Peter is quick to interrupt him. ]
Sir, thank you so much for finding my niece. My sister would've killed me—
[ It's a familiar routine, even if Peter hasn't played it from this side before. He talks over the security guard every time the man opens his mouth, thanks him profusely, and dumps an unnecessary life story on him – about a difficult to please older sister, about his niece's penchant for wandering off, which is only compounded by Peter's terrible habit of losing track of everything.
("I'd lose my own head if it wasn't attached to my body—")
By the time Peter's wrapping up, the security guard is the one pulling away, desperate to avoid Peter spinning another yarn. When they reach that point, Peter offers him another heartfelt thanks before turning back to Laura, ushering her away.
After a few paces put them out of earshot, Peter murmurs, ]
Don't look back.
[ and he carefully tears the paper price tag from her stolen prize and tucks it into his pocket. ]
Nice hat, by the way.