"You're just jealous that my ass is better than yours, Mistress," Dick teased, coming back out with food for them all.
He kissed Peter's cheek. "I appreciate the effort, but if you're gonna try to be subtle about things maybe don't bring up tights and masks?" He set the food down on the coffee table and pulled Peter's bottle of water out of his pocket.
"I'm curious to see what uniform you're wearing these days."