Happy watched as Spider-Man swung away and then he stooped and picked Pepper's purse from the asphalt. Wordlessly he handed it to her and then made his way out of the alley towards the snow covered sidewalk bustling with people. At the curb he hailed a cab and then shoved his hands in his coat pockets, ignoring the stares at the blood running from his nose and the bruises on his face. He hadn't been modest earlier, he had suffered worse.