"Let's save that for a last possible resort," Peggy insists, because the thought of forcing someone to divulge information isn't what sets her at unrest. It's the thought that he can force his way into someone's mind, unless he means that in a metaphorical way, and she's not keen on anything that science can't explain.

It is the reason she's here, after all, or so she suspects. "What I don't understand is that there doesn't seem to be any sort of connecting thread. I have my fair share of people who disagree with me," she says, a polite spin on 'enemies', "but I'm from Los Angeles in 1947 and you're talking about invading people's minds, which isn't possible where I'm from."