Peggy tries not to stare at that beautiful, sweet smile of his too long, worried she'll blind herself with hopes of the future. She prevents herself from saying anything stupid about not minding how long he's her husband for any number of nights, but it's a close thing. "Perhaps Howard figured that for all your brawn, subterfuge is a skill best done when you're able to be honest," she says fondly, unable to help herself as she leans in to kiss that smile of his.

"Remember," she says, "the key is finding out his secrets and then, the attempt is to also sway him to our side. It's lovely to get both, but if we must have one or the other, information is key."