Like daughter, like mother, it seemed. Mary Jane, as usual, didn't have much to do but wander around the hotel. There was no television at the moment, and so she spent much of her time reading, cleaning, and listening to music. Other than that, she basically did nothing, but in-between, she would obviously need to eat.
Heading down to the kitchen, she wasn't sure who she would find, but she was pleasantly surprised when she found May there. Her daughter. Well, her daughter from the future, at least. It had been a shock at first, and it still kind of was, but she was adjusting and finding that she loved the idea. She loved the fact that her relationship with Peter lasted for good.
"May," she greeted with a warm smile. "I didn't know you were in here."