"Oh, fuck y--" The retort is halfway out of Peter's mouth before he even looks to see who's speaking. When he does, the information almost doesn't register in his brain, it's been so long since he saw either of the teenaged friends he absolutely cannot explain without sounding like a pedophile. Peter halts and blinks at her, letting out a little "hah" of resigned interest.

"You too, huh? I was wondering when it'd happen. Bring your boyfriend?"