When they part, John smiles at Karen, then brushes back some of her hair and nods toward the door. "Come on," he says in a low voice. "Just a few more trips left and then I'll live here."

And in the meantime, he can ask her opinion on a few things that he's been tasked with lately. For once, they'll be things that likely won't end in gunfire or one of them having to pretend to be someone else.

"Peggy wants a bachelorette party," he tells Karen as he heads back for the elevator. "Not a typical one. I think it's my job to take care of that." He's in the position of maid of honour, after all, although he's not sure if it's still called that, given that he's not much of a woman. Whatever his title, though, he knows his job.