[ Those cheeks sure produced a familiar thwipping sound when they clapped upon his landing. The large, bug-eyed stare of Peter's mask is also an accurate representation of how he feels just looking at Felicia in her current state. The robe, the wine, and all the luxuriating that he can imagine her doing in that getup... the Amazing Spider-Man is, for once, amazed. ]

I'm not looking to see this play out like one of those intros to... well.

Forget I said anything.

[ That's him shrugging to hide his embarrassment, having caught himself run his mouth in her presence for the umpteenth time. Her attitude, with the brief caress of his mask and all, is not helping matters for him.

Fortunately, he's got no "mad-on" to hide and she starts talking about business. ]

Felt like years, Felicia. It's like I'm seeing a ghost!

[ Despite their last coffee date being, like, three days ago.

As he follows her inside, he's careful to close the door behind him. His suit fares pretty well in most weather, but the draft across New York this evening has caused quite the chill. ]

Though I must say I'm far from opposed to a "visitation." Especially if we keep talking about fighting games.

[ He hopes to god she can tell that he's joking. ]