Howard nodded and promptly started cursing a number of generals and higher-ups in the SSR… before he declared, "But at least I know I'm having a better day then poor Anna, considering what I'm pretty sure I just glimpsed."

Eddie and English both paled, but Angie saw something snap in the eyes of the woman who was apparently one of their soulmates. The woman's accent became more pronounced then it had been before as she said evenly, "You know, Mr. Stark, I think you need to go home and lie down. Edwin, I don't suppose you'd like to help me get him out to the car? The groundskeeper is just finishing up on the outdoor updates; we'll get him to drive Mr. Stark home this time."

"I don't want to leave;" Howard declared, his semi-smashed state becoming clearer the longer he stood in the middle of the room, swaying ever so slightly. "This is gonna be interesting to watch."

"Mr. Stark, you don't have a choice at this point," Anna replied primly, grabbing one of the man's arms as Eddie took the other. "What's about to happen is my soulmates' business, not yours. Thank you for the new accommodations, but it is time that you leave them for awhile."

And then the trio went out the door.

Anna ignored the curious eyes of the two men who she, Mr. Stark, and Edwin bypassed in the hallway as she went outside with the two men and she located the groundskeeper that Mr. Stark kept in his employ while Edwin shuffled their boss into his car.

"Mr. Chandler," she declared, finding him bent over the flowerbed, picking up his tools. "Mr. Stark is ready to go and would like you to drive him."

The groundskeeper raised his eyebrows at the unusual request, but today wasn't a day that Anna felt like backing down over anything and it showed in her expression.

"Alright-y, then," the older man agreed, sparing a glance down at his filthy coveralls. "You sure Mr. Stark won't mind the mess in his car?"

"I'm sure he won't even notice," she replied dryly.

The poor man winced, realizing what sort of a task awaited him, but he just nodded again, picked up his tools, and went on his way towards the car. Anna met Edwin back on the stoop where he stood waiting for her.

"So," she asked carefully, looking up at him. "What exactly did Mr. Stark think he'd glimpsed?"

Edwin's hand was trembling when she took it in her own as he said only, "You did say it was alright."

"I take it that means that Agent Carter was extremely glad to have Captain Rogers' blood in her possession again?"

A muscle twitched in Edwin's expression as he answered, "I suppose you could call it that."

A gentle smile tilted Anna's mouth as she squeezed her husband's hand, silently demanding his full attention as she said, "You're right; I did say it was fine with me, and quite frankly, I think it's been a long time in coming for you, where that particular soulmate of ours is concerned."

"Anna!" he gasped. "I would do nothing of the sort without your knowledge."

"I know," Anna assured him. "We've had this conversation, remember? And with my knowledge – and I do have the complete story now – you are free to do whatever you desire so long as the others are in agreement as well. And judging by the, ah," she brushed her thumb along the edge of Edwin's mouth with a teasing grin, "Lipstick, I'd say we know at least one of them is." She barely gave him time to blush before she gave into her excitement and tugged him towards the door, demanding with a smile, "Come on; I want to meet them!"

Peggy didn't even try to stop the gleeful smile spreading across her face as she watched Anna and Eddie – she could bring herself to call him Eddie now that she'd kissed him – escort Howard out of the house. Saying he had sought drink merely because of his inventions was probably incorrect – he had been hypnotized and almost shot the night before – but Peggy was more amused by the fact that a woman even Eddie had described as quiet was throwing Howard Stark out of a house that he owned. She was glad to see that Anna was apparently less inclined to put up with Howard's antics then Eddie.

And she was going to say so when the Jarvises came back into the room, but before they could, Angie sidled up to her, declaring, "I think I like that woman already."

"Me too," Jack said from the opposite doorway as he and Daniel came into the room.

Limping further into the room so that he could wrap an arm around Angie's waist as he spoke, Daniel gestured to the way that Eddie and Anna had gone, inquiring, "Are they alright?"

"Howard is understandably…not sober, and they're putting him in his car."

"It looked more like she was kicking him out," Jack pointed out.

"He said something that Anna didn't like," Angie supplied before asking Peggy curiously, "What were they talking about?"

Peggy hesitated, putting on her best "innocent" expression as she nearly squeaked, "Kissing?"

"Called it!" Angie shouted gleefully.

"I thought you were calling your mother?" an amused Eddie asked, him and Anna having snuck up behind Jack.

Realizing they were behind him, Jack stepped into the room and out of their way, getting comfortable on one of the couches in the room.

Realizing the momentous conversation that was about to begin, Peggy folded herself into the space beside him, commenting to Anna as she did so, "I'm glad to see that not everyone will take Howard's ridiculousness."

"She usually does, though," Eddie remarked, watching as Angie and Daniel sat down across from Peggy and Jack.

"Angry, is she?" Jack asked, shifting nervously.

Anna shrugged as she sat on the edge of the couch beside Angie, suddenly timid as she ignored the men and answered her remark with, "He doesn't really bother me anymore; I know he's lying." Her eyes flitted pointedly to her husband as she added, "I can usually tell when people are lying."