"Right." It's not so much Peggy's tone as her words that settles Max's inquisitive mood. In the context of bad events and that upcoming war (or whatever you want to call it- war seems so... crazy), stuff like dancing is probably kinda silly.

Max looks awkwardly at the guitar next to her. Silly.

"You know, uh... Some people say that when times are tough, stuff like dancing... probably matters more."

She shrugs.

"...But I bet they said that when times were easy."