Peggy's eyes flick to the driver and then back to Steve, a touch embarrassed at the discussion and luckily, her cover allows her to press her hand to her cheeks, as if they're heated and flushed. "Steve, not in public," is her coy remark, but she winks at him when the driver is making a turn, glad to see the house around the bend.

"You're going to have to give me fifteen minutes when we get in," she says. "To freshen up, and all."