[ Her smile softens with amusement and she lowers her hand, fingers fluttering a little at him in lieu of a shake of her head. ]

Not at all. I did say you could ask; I just never specified after what. [ And specifics matter to a woman like her. ] We speak enough about work as it is; we may as well know a little more about each other beyond that.

[ Peggy eyes his empty glass and her own then reaches over to pour them both a splash more of whiskey, a hint of mischief in the way her eyes crinkle at the corners. ]

So... what about you, Captain Kirk?