"I guess we could get something to eat? And then, I dunno. Uh- paint the town red?" What a dorky smile he shined on her then! He remembered Uncle Ben saying that all the time. How they were always going to paint the town red! What did that even mean really? Ha. That crazy old man.
Anyway, Back to food, right. Where to go? Where to goo? "So, What are you in the mood for, food-wise? I've got enough for-whatever." He asked as they stepped out into the evening air. As they walked around outside, Peter led the way over to the street curve and called out for a taxi. He had some savings scrunched up just for today. Enough so to get them a ride in style tonight.