John was out and about. The reason was lost, because he was just simply enjoying the day. Leaving the pair of Squirtles at home with Kitty, it was just him and the beautiful day. Not that John needed to be away from home to enjoy a day, but it was something he was enjoying right in this very moment. This day was a very nice day.
Then it was turning to be not so good.
After his discussion with Claire, he had an opinion about her whatever he was. Spider-Douche. Waving his hand at him like some... like some... douche. Yup, Pyro was unamused to say the least. While walking towards Peter, he was taking the moment to consider what he was going to do or say. Instincts told him to punch him right in his stupid fucking face, and that thought made John smile. But the logical side told him exactly what he needed to know - Kitty would kill him.
So Pyro did the next best thing as he walked up to the man. He pointed and declared. "Spider-Douche." Yup, this is going swimmingly. "My day is fine, how's your wife?" Yeah, John didn't like him. He liked Carol fine. He'd bust her metaphorical balls about it, but Peter - he really could go right to hell. But at least John was smiling, right?