Trust me. I got this. And it's okay, Peter, if there's one thing that I am good at it is listening. It's all part of the job description.

[Alex just gave him a reassuring smile as she let go of him slowly, and then for some ungodly reason that she would hate later (old! When did she get so old?! She blamed Richard.) she just fluffed the hair on his head.]

When was the last time you ate.

[Yeah, that didn't help with the whole not being old feeling.]