[Shine on, Peter, someday you'll hit a home run.]

[Elizabeth sighs, clearly defeated and anxious.]

You're right. I know you're right. As much as I want people to come to me to discuss their problems over cookies and milk, someone is going to charge into my room and flip my desk over and start screaming because Ceta's hunting flying whales. And I'll have to get used to telling those people that there's literally nothing I can do.