"Downtime is good, downtime without the costume on, I would think, is better." he smiled, shrugging as he sipped at the drink again, finding the fruity and silly thing was getting a little low. "There's plenty of ways to relax though. The rooms are pretty nice, big comfortable beds, room service. I think I saw Rhino when I was leaving, poked his head out of his room in a pink bathrobe. Pretty sure the big guy is eating nothing but steak and potatoes and watching Maury." Peter smirked, so glad that not only had he noticed that picture perfect moment, but that the big guy had seen him too.<br/><br/>Finishing his drink, he slid it back towards the bartender, and was having trouble deciding what to order next when he swore he heard a familiar voice. Looking down the beach a ways, he felt his jaw drop.<em>Felicia? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but, wow she looks good. Wait, how's my hair?</em>glancing around frantically for a moment for a mirror, he gave up, and fiddled with the top of his head a bit, tossing and grooming the hair to try and improve on it, but only ended up making it a bit more messy.<br/><br/>His worries were punctuated by a rather loud and satisfied sound from the beach.<em>Wow, I wonder if she's ever considered a career in death metal?</em>As his hair settled back to more or less where it was before, Peter ordered another silly fruity drink, and smiled at Terry.<br/><br/>"Afraid I'm gonna go say 'hi' to an old friend. I hope you get that chance to relax Terry, and don't worry about that Inque lady, I'm sure she needs to relieve some stress as much as you do." he shrugged, and walked off down the beach.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Someone beat him to it though, a Batclanner if he was right.<em>Man, these guys are just popping up everywhere. I wonder if their recruiting? Not sure I have the prerequisite brooding scowl though.</em>Hesitating, and looking rather silly standing alone in the middle of the sand, towel over one shoulder, in his tiny 'swimwear', Peter grimaced.<em>Wait, I know that walk. I uh, shouldn't interrupt. I'll get a chance to say hi later.</em>Scratching the back of his head, Peter looked around, and seeing no better place for it, laid out his towel. He stretched out on it, laying on his back to sigh and shut his eyes, smiling.<em>Now this I could get used to. No robberies to stop, no angry mobs to avoid, just peace, quiet, some sun...</em>as if on cue, he could hear the grunts and moans of the couple down the beach, and felt himself blush a little.<em>And well, that too.</em>