Peyton lowered her sandwich and stared at him for a moment. "You like Dark Peyton."

All she could do was shake her head, even while a part of her kind of, well, was ridiculously happy that someone liked her however she was - good or bad.

"You definitely are crazy." She shook her head again, then smiled at him. "Lucky for you, I like crazy."

And Peter should be careful or she might just show him how much fun it could be to be bad.