Peter: Heca Jehbe Kahvrven Idhwvbe Hebenakd.

Peter: Heca jehbe kahvrven idhwvbe hebenakd.

Tony: Um...what?

Peter: Ah sorry I thought autocorrect would work.

Tony: Peter this is a verbal conversation—

Peter: Technically, you can’t prove that I can die until I do die.

Peter: And after today’s Spanish test, I might just test that theory.

Tony, using Peter’s own webshooters to web him to his bed: NO—

Peter: Do you ever just...

Peter: *folds like a beach chair*

Harley: Yup *proceeds to fold like a beach chair*

Tony: Um.....pardon me??

Tony: Kid, for the love of God, stop being reckless and getting yourself nearly killed.

Peter: Why’d you have to say that?? You saying that makes me want to do it even more!!

Tony, exasperated: What is wRONG WITH YOU—

Peter with his super hearing and his teenage hormones: OH MY GOD STOP BLINKING SO LOUDLY.

Tony, confused and frightened: I’m sORRY?????

Peter: You know, you could consider me like a barbie scooter.

Tony: Elaborate?

Peter: Fabulous and unstable 😀

Tony: I’m firing your therapist—