Cool! There was milk again in the world, finally. "Good idea. Though, this line sure looks harsh." Peter replied with a visible grimace. Milk sounded great, hopefully it wouldn't be gone in one night. He'd have to resist the urge to drink any once Cass brought it home. Wasn't Milk used in a lot of cooking anyway? Her sudden playful accusation made him smile with guilt. "I think I can handle that." It was great seeing Cassie and Aunt May getting along so well since they'd all settled back in. They'd become kind of a pair and were not to be trusted. Who knew what foul plans they had in store for him? Last time they had Pete cleaning his room despite the fact that the zone they lived in was still considered a disaster area. Apparently that didn't excuse his messiness. Oh well. Peter took a step up as the line moved forward and leaned against the wall of the store lazily. It was sort of assumed he'd wait with her to get supplies. "I wish. No, not today. Today I was out all day trying to get NYU to accept my records. Those guys are killing me."