"Good." Simon patted Peter on the shoulder, breath warm against the slightly longer than usual hair curling around his ears. "Mindy, we'll take these and the boots," he said, holding the door for her so that they could let Peter get changed in private. It wasn't like Simon expected him to get dinner in a tight shirt and pants like that.

And he didn't know about Peter, but he needed a shower anyway before getting dressed.

When the youngest of the Twelve ventured out from the back, Simon was waiting with an empty bag, already paid up and just waiting for Peter to drop the garments inside. "Thanks so much guys. See you tonight? And so good meeting you, Peter. Don't be a stranger!"

"You'll see us tonight. And thank you," he said with emphasis before he guided Peter out of the store, hand briefly on his back. "So hey. Where to for dinner? Wanna go out or get take away and eat at my place?"