Peter plays the Transfiguration Trick, and all does not go as he'd hoped. Peter doesn't so much walk into the Inn as storm in, the very picture of a thundercloud...provided there are short blond thunderclouds. He's in an explosive temper, and with a wizard, that can get pretty literal. A vase blows up as he stalks past.
"Why? Why do I even bother?" he mutters as he strides over to the fireplace. "No matter what I do, it's never, ever going to be good enough."
He flops down on the hearthrug, glaring at the fire.
Feel free to bother him. He won't bite. And he could use the distraction.