A/N: Written for Musing Way Community prompt 195 - Secret Liaison.
Peter looked over his shoulder and down the street. Everything looked quiet with no one watching him from behind trees or parked cars. Not that he really was expecting that but if the guys thought he was up to something, well, he wouldn't put it past them!
Walking up the front step he straightened his shirt and adjusted his tie. If his friends could see him now, they would be snickering and teasing him like school boys. That was part of the reason he'd stashed the dress shirt, tie and monkey suit in the car the night before. No one had any idea what he was up to.
As he reached the door he ran his hand through his hair. He knew it was fine but he wanted everything to be perfect, with not a hair out of place.
With a quick double knock on the door, he stood straight and smiled as it opened.
"Happy Birthday, Mrs. Faversham!" He said to the lovely grandmother who opened the door to greet him. Since they busted the demon in her attic, Peter had made it a point to be a regular part of her life. "Are you ready for a night at the opera? I hear Mozart is fantastic this time of year!"
