"I ask because I'm a terrible cook and baker, both," Peggy confesses, with a hint of mischief in her eyes that very clearly informs Barnes that she's asking him to cook a peach pie that she might get to indulge in at some point. Peggy settles both feet on the ground again, searching around her and looking at them, her mind still also sticking on the problem that she'd come out here to avoid.

Those bloody vials in that damned room.

Letting out a sigh, she knows that she has to face it at some point. "Have you gone to see it?" she asks, turning over one of the bruised peaches in her hand. "The room, with all the specimens in it, have you seen it?"