[ with an obliging nod, peggy turns back to better face the room's occupant. she herself looks as though she's stepped out of an office. the whole look is in effect: the pin curls, the pencil skirt, the well-starched blouse. and by all immediate accounts, she doesn't appear armed -- but that's never any guarantee. ]

It's been happening all morning, [ she offers by way of a quick and efficient explanation. ] Walk through one doorway, end up somewhere entirely unintended. Bloody events.

[ a clearing of her throat. ] Peggy, by the way.

[ might as well be civil about it. ]