[ She takes the latte and looks down at it absently. She ends up freezing, holding the latte carefully in both hands. She'd barely seen his hands move. How the hell had- That looks like her. Had he even looked at her when he'd done this? It was... creepy, kind of. But mostly flattering. Definitely flattering. It helps that Steve doesn't actually know how to do creepy.

She looks up when he talks about Peggy, still being careful not to jostle the cup. Shame it's only on a latte. Steve's more talented than she'd thought. ]

I'm a good source for all things Peggy, I like to think. She raised me more than my parents did. [ She shrugs. ] Ask away, if you want.

[ After all, she won't begrudge him for being interested in her Aunt. They both respect Peggy. Love her, maybe, though in different ways. And it doesn't seem like Steve is using her as some weird sort of Peggy-rebound. Yet. But she can empathize with someone wanting to know more about Peggy, so she'll allow it. ]