"The best," he smriked at her. It helped that she was easy on the eyes, and could talk her way out of anything. But with Pete being a nerd and all, he couldn't...y'know....tell her that outright. Spider-man or not, his confidence was limited at best. Especially after what Osborn did to Gwen. He still had nightmares about that.
It wasn't your fault. Osborn threw her. he'd had to tell himself, more times than he could count.
But Gwen's death had taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget.
"I have a good tailor." He said wih a smirk as his eyes fell on Felicia again. He wondered if Felicia would care that MJ knew too. She probably wouldn't be bothered. "But that goo...it was weird. Almost like it was alive."