"Uh...no. I don't sing in public." He really didn't. He was more self-conscious than that. And he had just gotten here. No WAY was he going to let Iron Man see him look like an idiot. Even if the poor guy looked pretty wasted.
Okay, food was good. And Miles was happy to have something to eat, actually taking a bit. Then another. Okay, he was hungrier than he realized. "You made this??" He looked surprised as he ate but shrugged.
"Okay...so you make pizza and you run a bar- which you still haven't explained." He was staring at the blond woman behind the bar who was chatting with another woman and seemed to be ignoring everyone else for the time being.
"That's not Mary Jane, is it?" She didn't look like the Mary Jane from his universe, but then again this Peter didn't look like his Peter Parker.