Mister Rogers, [ she laughs, making a face. ] Captain, at least, if not Steve. I don't think I've ever heard anyone call him 'mister.'

[ She shakes her head, gently untangling her hands from the other woman's, but not before leading her the short distance to the dining table where the wine and glasses are set up. She goes about pouring a measure for each of them. ]

I think he's done more than enough. The least I can do is help serve a few drinks. [ And handing one off to Claire. ] There we are.