Peter smiled and took the pamphlet? He'd fit in? Sweet! He skimmed through it and among the pamphlets he'd been handed today, this was one that he was going to keep, and not forget about and end up digging out from under his bed months later when Aunt May hassled him enough to clean his room. Speaking of summer, Peter's eyes widened.
"No, not really, I mean, I do some photography for the Gotham Gazette, but that's...a part-time thing," he said, "But...I'd love to work for you over the summer." The sound of the scholarship was also ridiculously appealing. Peter could hardly believe his luck! But how many other guys would be going for that same scholarship? Still, with how much he and Aunt May had to make money stretch, a scholarship would be a good idea...
He nodded, "No, I mean, the fact that's there at all, that's good. What are the requirements? How many people sign up for it?"