"It's totally a thing. A snack. You know. Like, you wanna take a bite out of it. At least, I think that's what the kids are saying. I'm never sure anymore, mine changes shit up every week. The only thing that's stayed cool is him thinking I'm not. Which," he gestured to himself and rose an eyebrow that was just daring to be argued with. "I obviously am."
He shrugged, going his own way across the shop to scrub at some shelves. "And yeah, it was a he. No offense meant if I'm wrong, but you weren't really about girls. Like, at all." Except to tell Evaan she was very pretty, but that was all obvious and not a sex thing. He glanced over at Steve who was kind of going awkward about his line of questioning.
"Barnes? Like Bucky?" There must have been a new one of him too, because the last one had been an avid mixtape sharer and Peter had liked him quite a lot -- he hadn't heard from him since. But -- "No. That wasn't his name." He'd sounded hopeful though, and there, maybe, was the difference between then and now.