"You were fighting dudes with guns and knives and stuff with bare legs? Who thought that was a good idea?" Peter's brow furrowed. "I thought you said your boss was like a genius or something?"
He wasn't going to point out everything Mr. Stark had put in his suit. Things were different, different decades and all that. But Peter did feel incredibly grateful that his 'boss' had put so much care and effort into making his suit. Suits. The iron spider or whatever he was calling it this week, it was pretty great too.
Peter took a bite and once his mouth was clear again he looked to Barbara, "You had pants, right?"