Will just shrugged at her comment on his costume. “It’s a bit cheaper than what I usually shop for. If I had the time, I would’ve made some calls and gotten an actual Spider-Man costume,” he chuckled, examining the equipment.<br/><br/>He then scratched the back of his neck and took the cup of wine, blinking. When had he ever mentioned wine? But he held it anyway, deciding that he would sip at it every once in a while. He then laughed at her comment on him being a nice guy. “Well, you don’t know what a bitch I am yet—and that’s prolly because I’m a British wanker,” he winked.<br/><br/>He giggled when she kissed his cheeks. “Fanks,”