Yes she knew her aim sucks and glares at the pillow for betraying her; clearly it was siding with the home team and not her. "You're just jealous, hmph. And I am fine with regressing to elementary school logic so you can't even snark on that."
That wasn't really what she wanted to hear, but what else could Peter do with everything hanging over his head? She at least had an out, Black Cat wasn't the law abiding type anyway. But Peter, Spider-Man wore primary colors out in daylight for the love of God. Eyecatching to say the least. "I know a guy. Wait, hold the sass, I know I know a lot of guys. But this one's got body armor and lasers and isn't an American citizen so doesn't have to follow all of the rules. Might be useful, webhead." She considers daring to ask it and goes ahead. "How bad?"