"He came from a controlling abusive household in the seventies that was pretty isolationist. No movies for the wizard. Someone gave him an ipod and he spent a day sitting with Peter showing it off like it was the most magical thing in the world. It was the most stinkin' adorable thing ever." He kicked his feet up onto the coffee table.
"What, like my number's hard to get. You just gotta walk up and say something nice or throw a decent right hook and bam, Grayson putty in your hands."