[When she realises that she's got a death grip on her phone, she sets it in her lap. Then tucks it into a pocket. She also gives her hair a toss just to be sure. And then.. she waits. It might not take Steve long to get there, but to Peggy, it feels like forever.
Finally, she hears footsteps in the corridor outside and gets to her feet. Is her hair okay? Right, she already checked that. Uniform is straight, lipstick---no, it's too late for that, what if it isn't Steve, how can it be Steve, at any rate?
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Finally, she hears footsteps in the corridor outside and gets to her feet. Is her hair okay? Right, she already checked that. Uniform is straight, lipstick---no, it's too late for that, what if it isn't Steve, how can it be Steve, at any rate?
That looks like Steve. It sounds like Steve...]
I'm here...