"You keep up because you're talking crazy!" Miles retaliated. No, it didn't make any sense what he was saying....but neither did any of this. "Huh? Okay..." The relaxed just a little at the idea that they weren't going to just disappear, even if he was having trouble understanding exactly what Peter was talking about.
Another Peter Parker?? Seriously? Miles frowned and slumped again at the notion, already scanning for him. Wait, did he say Avengers?? Miles perked up. "Um...yeah, they do! But they're like, a big deal- wait, they're here?!" Now he was really looking. Except that he didn't immediately recognize any Avengers. Then again, they usually wore masks and stuff and only Tony Stark and Captain America- wait! He thought he spotted Stark across the bar. Except he didn't look exactly like him, just kinda like him? And he was drunk. Very drunk.
"Three months?" That didn't make sense. "But I just saw you a couple weeks ago..." Miles was so confused. "I'm fine. Sorta. I mean, as fine as you can be with this happening." He sighed, putting his head down on the bar. "So....what you're saying is you haven't figured out how to get home?"