"Oh come on! A girl should be able to innocently shoplift without you two freaks bothering her," Effie said, backing up slightly from the small explosion. Her eyes cast to the side, calculating before taking off at a run, jumping off the building.
Six blocks to her penthouse...less than a mile, all she had to do was lose freak one and two and she could be in and changed before Peter even thought about coming home from work.
She twisted in the air, her line firing off from her web shooter, grinning (and not giggling!) as she soared through the air towards her sixty-third street building. She didn't doubt that one or both of the other two had a way to fly, but she was the one who had made sure Peter and her had enough entrances and exits to the building that it was suitable for Spider-Man and his partner.