She made a weird face when he did the snapping gesture, clearly not familiar with that one. "Oh, we are definitely doing shos. In fact." She raised a hand to order the first round of JD shots from the creepy bartender before turning back to Peter. And it was her turn to almost spit out her drink with the radioactive spider story.
"Sorry- a spider bit you?" Okay, she couldn't talk. She'd been impulsive enough to shoot an unknown engine core and watch it blow up in her face....so there was that.
"So you dress up in red spandex and run around the city being a hero. Were you a soldier before? Police officer?"
It wasn't that she was trying to be offensive, but Carol was trying to figure out why a man would decide to make this his career. She had trained to be a soldier. So had Rogers. And Tony...well, he just had a bunch of tech and too much time on his hand (she assumed). Peter seemed different.