Hate to sound rude here, but I'm meeting up with some ghosts of girlfriends past. If you've had a wild night (or two) with me, tag in and let me know you're here in Vegas. Can't guarantee I'll call because I'm taken but it's good to know.
If you haven't but would like to, feel free to tag in, too.
This is nice and all, but these are New York autumn clothes, not Nevada winter. I also don't have anything else.
So ... Mrs. Parker, right? Mary Jane? Would you maybe want to come with me? I'd rather go with someone from my ... universe. Matt says you're married to one of his super-buddies, I wish I'd met you sooner.
Does anybody know what happens to the people we leave behind? Do we just disappear into thin air? I'm guessing we can't get back, or you all would have done it already.