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Dinner

(Third person pov)

"What's the matter? I thought you loved larb", May asked. "It's too larby enough? Not larby enough? How many times do I have to say larb before you talk to me? You know I larb you."

"I'm just stressed", said Peter. "The internship, and I'm tired, gotta lot of work."

"The Stark internship? I have to tell you, not a fan of that Tony Stark", said May.

"Me either", said Nova, aggressively stabbing her dinner.

"Sweetie, be careful, you'll snap the chop sticks", May advised gently.

Peter gently took her wrists and took the chop sticks out of her hands before laying them on the table beside her plate.

"Sorry", Nova whispered sheepishly.

"Distracted all the time, it's got you in your head", May went on.

May turned around to the TV Peter was watching the news on, about the bank robbery.

"You spot something like that happening you turn and you run the other way", she said, turning back around.

"Yeah, of course", Peter nodded.

Nova could tell that Peter was at the bank robbery as Spiderman, just by his expression.

"Six blocks away from us", May complained.

"I need a new backpack", said Peter.

"What?", May asked him, tapping her ear.

"I need a new backpack", Peter repeated.

"That's fine", May assured him.

"Sticky Rice Pudding", said the waiter, putting it down on the table.

He was young, not much older than Peter or Nova, maybe just by a few years.

"We didn't order that", said Nova.

"Its on the house", he winked at her.

"Oh", Nova raised her eyebrows. "No thanks, I'm full."

"Thank you", May told the waiter as he walked away, looking kinda offended.

"That was nice of him", Peter said unenthusiasticly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and narrowed and his fists clenched under the table.

"Mhm", Nova made a sarcastic noise of agreement, although her face showed slight disgust as she stared at dish and back at the waiter who was giving her a weird smile and staring at her as he took another tables order.

"I think, he larbs you", said May.

"Lovely", Nova grimaced, turning back to her dinner and realising she lost her appetite.

"And I think someone is jealous", May whispered to Peter who started to stutter.

"What?", Nova asked as heard May laughing at Peter who was turning more red by the second. "Peter, your face is a nice shade of tomato."

"Well, your face is", Peter thought of a comeback while Nova waited for one with a raised brow. "Very pretty, actually."

"Oh", Nova replied, caught of guard. "Thanks, you too."

"Aha! Now your face is a nice shade of tomato too!"

Let's just say, Peter got hit in the face with an actual tomato during dinner.