Angela looked up at Peter, frowning at the anger that she faced. "I did it around 3 PM, Peter. It should have worn off long before he had to go on patrols," She said as she sat up, all amusement gone from her features as she stared up at him. "And as far as what happens when I really try, you don't want to know. I've only done it a few times," She said as she looked up at Peter.
Sighing, Angela raised a hand to run through her hair, "It hasn't worn off yet, has it?" Angela asked quietly.