[hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Peter Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/3ehBKN7ftE5RC/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][i][color=82ca9d]Location: [/color][/i][/b]Qasr El Nil Barracks Officers Club[/center][hr]	

	[color=82ca9d]"No, no Miss Ridgeway, you are perfectly alright. Nothing to worry about,"[/color] Peter assured Lauren with a straight smile before taking another sip of the champagne. Relaxing a bit he glanced away from her and thought back to why he was there, focusing on the present instead of the past. He had something to do tomorrow, something big, and he just hoped that everything would pan out in his favor. If Vera turned him down he wouldn't hold it against her. She had thought him dead all these years, it was not exactly prudent to believe that she would hold to a promise she made so many years ago and after his supposed death. She had to have moved on with her life, and while the thought that she had worried him, he couldn't blame her. He wouldn't have wanted her pining away for a dead man all these years, it wouldn't have been fair to her. 

	Pulling him out of his thoughts he glanced over towards his uncle and cocked a brow as the man started to let his tale unfold. He was tired of the donkey? What in the world was the man going on about? Then as he continued Peter had to refrain from snorting up the champagne through his nose as he stifled a laugh. Lowering the glass as the man finished the tale he let the laugh come to full fruition now that he didn't have to worry about choking himself. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Well my, that is one tale for the record books uncle. Dare I ask how she took it?"[/color] Peter inquired before releasing the double meaning of what he was asking and held his hand up quickly. [color=82ca9d]Never mind, never mind, some things are best left to the imagination and well. I hope my imagination is lacking in that department when it comes to you Regi,"[/color] Peter said between laughter. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Okay, personal note. Watch the donkey's and the honeycombs while we are out on the dig,"[/color] he teased his uncle before looking over towards Lauren. [color=82ca9d]"What about you? Any tales to weave to two old war horses? I am afraid I only have a love story to tell, I doubt that would be very interesting."[/color]