Simon was well aware that Peter was going into meltdown mode so he offered the younger man his hand and nodded towards Mitch and Mindy. "I think we'll let you two set up. Come on, Petey."

Though Mitch was unreadable, Mindy looked worried. The pair walked away, Mindy holding onto Mitch's arm like he was her prom date, and whispered something to him that left the Viking snorting before he kissed her forehead. As frightening and impossing as he was, he was a softy. Peter would need to learn not to judge people by their covers. That was a lesson JC himself would approve of.

Out in the hallway, Simon brought his hand up to Peter's cheek, careful and affectionate. "We can go anytime you want. I'm not trying to freak you out," he promised, none of the disappointment he might be feeling in his voice.