She paused, looking at Peter over the top of her muffin, and then a slow, but very happy smile crept over her face, if not a little shy for some reason.

"Yeah, okay."

Somehow the invitation seemed major. "You can too. For my room." Though that probably went without saying since he had come back to stay a second night before.

Liz took another bite of the muffin. "...What does your room look like, back home?"