Peter held his breath, trying hard not to take in the perfume as he stared at her with one puffy eye. It'll get worse before it gets better, but it'll probably be good to go within a few hours. As opposed to the Lizard he fought a year ago, Flash's punch was like a pillow now that he thought about it. Peter then stared at her, trying to figure out her long story, but he knew. A smile spread across his face when she said she didn't plan on going, even though he shouldn't. He took a bite of the sandwich, thanking her with a grunt as he devoured it. Then he looked up at her, giving a laugh and shook his head. "The only girl that would like to keep a conversation with me is you... and anyone who did have an interest in my probably lost all of them after that punch to the face..." He said with a weak smile. "It's just a dance, as you said..." He trailed off, then looked up at her.

"When cleaning out Uncle Ben's boxes i found some home videos... and almost half of them are titled 'Pete and Lexi'" He said with an embarrassing laugh and smile. "Since you're skipping prom and i have no chance of going, how about we sit down at my place, buy a pizza, and since you're coming in to adult hood, you can see your childhood life all in front of you." He said, running a hand through his hair. He knew it was rather lame, but he knew that if she didn't say yes, he was going to watch them anyway... that and it would give him more time with her, and let her forget a bit about Spider-Man...