It's the splash that catches her attention, making Peggy immensely glad that the weather might be brisk, but hardly the sort of weather that would make a man freeze - and this man, it seems, has half a mind to catch a cold. She hasn't needed her coat just yet, but there's a nip in the air that says that soon enough, it'll be on its way. Still, jumping into the fountain has a madness of a sort that doesn't exactly encourage thoughts and worries about the weather.

She raises her brow as she comes to a stop to regard the now-dripping wet man, completely clothed. If she hadn't watched him plunge in, she might think he'd just come out, but she'd seen his dry clothes. "Refreshed now?" she asks.