"Oh. Okay. Thanks Officer-Um. I mean Ma'am. I mean-Jenny. Uh, good night." Peter finally ramble out, sounding super awkward. He waits until she's stepped away at the very least before letting out a sigh and shaking his head. That could have gone better. Could've gone worse, but also could've gone better.

Now to not sleep, he thinks to himself before grabbing his icy again. Well, if he's not gonna sleep, he might as well see what dronie picked up on.