At least he seems to respect her more than Hodge. Peggy still isn't sure she trusts him, but she doesn't have time to think of that now, digging her whistle from its cord when the men come over the hill to join her at the stones. She hits the end button on her stopwatch and nods. She offers mild praise, mild rebukes, and goals for next time before sending them back for dinner.
That leaves her with whomever this is standing with her in such ridiculous garb. "Stop calling me Ma'am," is her order. "I'm Agent Carter," she says, thinking that perhaps eventually, she'll offer a first name. "Who are you, and why would your superior officer send you out in such ridiculously inappropriate clothing?"
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Date: 2017-05-19 06:24 pm (UTC)That leaves her with whomever this is standing with her in such ridiculous garb. "Stop calling me Ma'am," is her order. "I'm Agent Carter," she says, thinking that perhaps eventually, she'll offer a first name. "Who are you, and why would your superior officer send you out in such ridiculously inappropriate clothing?"