Really? Then you haven’t talked to Peter.
Elaboration, sweetheart. It’s a pretty common name.
There’s a Peter who answers phones at the 22nd floor, but I don’t think he can even support his own weight, never mind go swinging. Or a Peter who cleans the windows, but if he starts swinging it usually means a rope broke.
[yeah Pete’s gonna kill me]
No, no, [she clears her throat] nevermind. I.. uh. Yeah, there’s a lot of Peters.
*quirks an eyebrow, because that was not exactly a smooth save*
[tries to imitate the moment when he announced he was ironman with voice and everything.] I am Spider-Girl