When Wendy returned diffidently she found Peter sitting on the bed-post crowing gloriously, while Jane in her nighty was flying round the room in solemn ecstasy.
" Well, let's hope this is good for something, Agent Carter, " he said, focusing his handsome grin on Peggy, " If you're not in too much of a hurry, I thought we could stop off in Lucerne for late-night fondue."