[In all honesty, it's hardly a surprise to Peter that Sally looks momentarily taken aback by his little bit of affection. People like them...they don't often get aimless affection sent their way. He would understand all too well that thought about affection that wants something, that's seeking something.

People like them, they're used to being used. (And using, of course, lest either of them be absolved of that. Peter knows what he is.) It's a shock when someone wants...nothing.

Though, really, in the long run Peter does not want nothing. It's why he smiles a bit at Sally's teasing there at the end. Though he is also smiling at her entire response. There's a certain amount of softness hidden behind an otherwise amused smile.]

Poisoning you would be a terrible mistake on my part. Where else am I going to find a contract partner quite as charming?

[It's flattery, of course, Peter could, he assumes. But it would be more work than he wants to put in.]

Whoever told you you're bad at gifts is clearly wrong.