"Well, I suppose thinking ahead is practical," she muses, as they draw near the shopkeeper's counter. Sergeant Barnes and St-- Captain Rogers have drifted off to examine the train in the window display, she notices.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Hughes, was it?"

The shopkeeper beams at her. "Yes, that's me. How can I help you?"

"I was wondering about that vanity," Peggy starts, half-turning to indicate it. "Is it spoken for?"