"So buy a pre-paid phone with cash. That's how we... alternative revenue flow entrepreneurs do it. How else am I supposed to get your attention, that thing?" She gestured at the light with her thumb, then marched over to the machine and turned it off, bathing them in only the light afforded by a partially hidden moon. There was thunder in the distance. She grinned and reached into her cleavage to pull out a card with her phone number written on it.
"No traces. I have no interest in whatever boring life you try to lead. It amazes me you don't just commit to being Spider-Man and, you know, live. Not that I wouldn't say no to a late night movie date. I'm great in horror movies." She walked up to him and took his hand, placing the piece of paper in it. "I pretend to get all scared and everything."
She sniffed the air. "You smell that? Rain... ionized air..."