[ a guy like this, he probably has hundreds of girls cooing after him, right? yet here spider-man is, still talking to eddie munson. he could have made any number of excuses, like oh, i don't know, more crime to stop? in order to move on from this exchange. yet, the superhero is still here. ]

But of course, can't have you worrying about me, now, can we? [ he teases, trying his damnedest not to imagine what the man looks like under the mask, whether he's blushing. maybe that adds some kind of mystery to it all, makes all of this even more interesting. ]

Oh! Yeah, hold on, I think I've got something. [ he doesn't have paper, but he does have a sharpie, which he hands to the masked hero, and offers up his arm instead. ] I'll write it down on paper as soon as I get home, you have my word.