[Naturally, Rip suspects that the last place Peggy would care for him to be after Tony's announcement is the kitchen--so of course he shows up there as a supportive colleague would. He's mildly curious to see if Peggy's already doled out retribution, though it seems Tony is still alive at present.

Perhaps they should take bets as to how long that might last.

Regardless, he waits until Peggy's unoccupied to slide up beside her. No alcohol, the warning had said, but what fun is it to always abide the rules? Particularly since Peggy is no seventeen year old, no matter what Tony has decided to claim.]

Not quite the sort of music I expect you'd enjoy dancing to. [He slides into place beside her, in a moment when both their backs are to the host. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulls out a brown flask, tilting it towards Peggy as offering.] But not a bad little bit of work overall, I suppose.