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[It's video time with Jeff! Why can't he just do text like normal people, you ask? Because then the world wouldn't be able to see his beautiful face, duh. He's at his desk, lounging like a pro with a full glass of scotch held at eye line, managing to look somewhat thoughtful as he keeps his narrowed eyes on the alcohol before him.]

I went home like a month ago. Did one of those away for a day, lived a year things. Kinda makes you wonder what game the Porter's playing with crap like that, some weird ass brand of temptation and torture all in one.

So, real talk here, imPorts... If we all got told they didn't want us any more, that we got 24 hours to decide whether to go home or stay here forever, what would you do? Is what you built up here enough to keep you? Or are you just gonna be counting down the hours to get back and see those you left behind?

Pretty deep stuff, huh?

[He finally looks to the camera, just starting to reach to turn it off, before...]

Oh! And uh, season one of my show is drawing to a close soon. I know you've all been watching it avidly. Gotta start considering my options for next season, so wanna guest star? Got ideas? Wanna be in the crew? Hit me up. Time to make season two even better than the first. [And he's out, with a final, winning smile.]

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[She purses her lips for a moment.]

I'm a little bit old-fashioned when it comes to entertainment. If it makes a difference, I come from 1946.

[Paaause and a thoughtful narrowing of his eyes.]

Okay. Yeah. You're forgiven.

How's the modern world treating you?

Well enough, I suppose. There is probably still more for me to learn but I remain optimistic.

[She gives him a smile.]

What's your name?

Jeff Winger! [And a charming grin to go along with it, because laaaadies.]

And you would be?

[He reminds Peggy a little of Howard.]

Peggy Carter. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Winger.

Or do you prefer Jeff?

It is a pleasure, isn't it? [Yes, he knows he's great. She's not so bad either.]

Jeff is fine. And what's your preference?

[Definitely reminds her of Howard.]

You may call me Peggy.

How long have you been here for?

Long enough. Like, five months, maybe. You're pretty new, right?

I am. It's been almost a month ever since I arrived.

You'll be old hat at this by next month. You found the good bars and restaurants yet?

Not all of them. Is this the part where you give me some recommendations?

Well, the part where I invite you to at least one.

[:D?]

If it's a date you're looking for, I can't promise that.

[It's complicated.]

As a friendly gesture? That's different.

A date can be friendly!

A date implies something more than just friendliness.

[In her mind anyway.]

But a friendly gesture cancels out the possibility of anything more.

[And why would you rule out that?!]

Do I have your word that you won't try anything?

[He wouldn't like her reaction.]

Define 'try anything' because I'm struggling to make a promise like that.

Make a pass at me. Either by using your words or by some other move.

And if I did?

Then I would leave.

[Punching him seemed a bit too extreme.]

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