Peggy laughs at that, but there's a sadness in this one. She's not exactly the maternal type, she knows, so she can only imagine how that much have gone. "Well, I'm glad someone was around to do it. Mr. Jarvis did have impeccable manners, but then, he was an excellent butler and I would expect nothing less," she says warmly.

"How much of the village have you scouted at this point?" she asks him. "And what have you learned?" She wants to know, mainly, if he knows about the last iteration of him that had been here.