Clara's head turned at the sound of the slightly muffled voice, her hair spinning around her. No. Way. Was that actually Spider-Man? The real, proper, actual Spider-Man! Wasn't he just a comic book character? And a movie character. And a cartoon character.
She grabbed the Doctor's arm and pointed straight at the man on top of the TARDIS. "Doctor," she whispered, "is that Spider-Man?" Too bad she didn't wait for her answer. "Are you real? The real Spider-Man."