[oh for the love of... boy does he ever miss his powers. her move is something that he should have seen coming and been able to avoid without much effort. but this is his new reality and with it comes plain old peter wincing at the pressure of the fork jabbing into his hand.
first impressions really are everything, and he wishes he could say that this has gone well, but he can't actually find the silver lining here.]
Okay. So, you're a stab in the front kind of person. Got it.
[he lifts his hand off the table, rubbing at the spot she'd stabbed him. his feelings hurt a whole lot more than his hand, so now seems like a good time for an exit.] Enjoy your potatoes, Stabby McGee.
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first impressions really are everything, and he wishes he could say that this has gone well, but he can't actually find the silver lining here.]
Okay. So, you're a stab in the front kind of person. Got it.
[he lifts his hand off the table, rubbing at the spot she'd stabbed him. his feelings hurt a whole lot more than his hand, so now seems like a good time for an exit.] Enjoy your potatoes, Stabby McGee.