"I've gotta be honest with you, Diana." Peter said with a sigh as he shook his head, "Sitting around and waiting is my least favorite thing to do when faced with a situation like this." And despite that he knew that she was probably right, Tony had already tried some of his first thoughts, and people had been stuck here for months longer than Peter and no one seemed to have cracked this yet. It seemed like waiting was all they could do. And having the power out on top of it all was really just the cherry on top of a bad situation - he knew it would look a little more hopeful with the lights on, or even just in the light of day, but Peter had been ready to get back to his life before he'd ended up here. And now he was stuck again and he wondered if this was a sign from the universe.
"I'd be a lot happier if we could watch a movie or something, well no not a movie - that's a little too much sitting around for me at the moment, but like a game? Foosball I wonder if there's a foosball table around here, or air hockey -" He frowned realizing that wouldn't work, but foosball, that was safe. "You ever play foosball?"
He grinned as she managed to come up with the sunniest sort of response to all of this that Peter had yet heard and a part of him wanted to believe that, that it was as simple as that. "It would be pretty nice," he agreed, "Probably better if we don't have a foosball table though if that's the goal - I've seen people turn viscous over that."