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[Video] Second Study Session

[It's Pete again, everybody! Looking a little...more embarrassed than usual, actually.]

So, I uh...I need a favor from one of you. Or several of you, even.

See, I'm just a teenager, obviously, so I haven't really figured out a lot of things yet, and, well, one of them's kind of important thanks to the whole 'kidnapping' thing.

And while I'm grateful they give us an allowance, I really would like to be able to spend it on something other than street vendors all month. So, I guess what I'm asking is, well...

[Out with it, Pete. Sheesh.]

...could any of you teach me how to cook? I mean, sure, there's a few cookbooks in the library, but the last couple of attempts didn't go so well. And I don't really want to risk burning the apartments down...again. It was scary enough the first time.

[Anyone living on Pete's floor: That is why you might've smelled smoke a while back. And to the so-far-unknown locals who were called in to repair the kitchen, he is so, so sorry.]

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"You want to learn how to cook!?"

[Guess who was just watched the video, and is acting like Christmas has come early? M'gann stares at the screen in her Megan disguise, grinning from ear to ear.]

"I could help with that! I've been learning a lot about cooking, and I'd love to share it with people if you're up for it; I even have ingredients for this great pasta dish that I've been wanting to make, so-"

[Don't get too carried away. Or forget to breathe. After an inhale, M'gann continues.]

"I'm Megan, by the way. Nice to meet you!"

[WELL, THAT WAS. SUDDEN.]

Uh...right! I'm Peter, but most people just call me Pete. And sure, I'll take you up on that offer!

...I mean, you can't actually burn pasta, right?

[Please tell him he's right. You cook it in water for crying out loud, do not give him the opportunity to set more food on fire.]

"Good to meet you!"

[Oh, she's still very much all smiles, even if she takes a moment to consider the question.]

"I don't...Think you can? At least you'd have to make a special effort; like leaving it on a heat coil or something. I know you can overcook pasta, but that's not the same as burning it. It should be okay, though! I've made pasta several times, even if I haven't made this dish specifically...But I've made things close enough to it?"

[More smiles, this time a little on the nervous but hopeful side; she WANTS to appear competent at this, after all.]

Probably the safest option then, I guess.

It's not gonna be too difficult, right? I mean, I really can't stress enough how painfully new I am at this. Aunt May did all the cooking back home, even after the doctor told her not to.

[He'll keep the part about how he got pancakes stuck on the ceiling when he tried to take over a secret for now, though.]

"It'll be fine!"

[M'gann promises, already backing away from the screen as her thoughts whirl.]

"Just...Just give me a second to get the ingredients together! Then I can meet you...Meet you somewhere? Wherever is good? And I can teach you about this. It'll be fun!"

[Isn't "it'll be fun" on the list of famous last words? He'll keep it to himself, for now. And hope for the best...which, ideally, doesn't involve burning the kitchen down.]

We could always use my apartment if you want. Now that the stove's working again, I mean.

[M'gann continues on, quite blissfully ignorant of any cliches she might be spouting off.]

"Wonderful! Then I'll see you in just a bit; it shouldn't be long, and I'll be over there as soon as possible so we can get started!"

[She vanishes from the screen with a surprising amount of quickness, looking real keen to get started on this new project...Although a moment later, she comes back with a sheepish look.]

"Um...Where can I find your apartment?"

[Well, ~~M'gann's~~ Megan's eagerness and positive attitude's kind of infectious at least, and she gets a brief chuckle when she returns on screen.]

I'm in 2-17. I can leave the door unlocked if you want.

"Thanks! I-I'll knock when I get there, though. Just to be polite."

[She's a little pink in the face as she says that...And also makes haste with getting to her kitchen for real this time. It's a blur of motion as she loads all the dish ingredients into a pair of tough looking tote bags, drapes them both around her elbows...And then puts on her camouflage and grows her clothing out a little into a cloak. When it's long enough she clutches the bags close and wraps them up in her now stealthed form, then cheats by flying to the other apartment instead of walking. She only turns the camouflage off when she's landed, and is hopefully well out of sight, before finding Peter's apartment.

And all in record time, too! She's quite proud of herself as she knocks on the door.]

[Okay that was a lot less time than he expected her to take.]

Hang on, just one sec!

[crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap! He'd never really expected company this soon, and quite a bit of his hero stuff was still out in the open. The mask, gloves, and webshooters were easy enough to hide-- just tossing them in his desk drawer in the bedroom-- but the chemistry set he'd been building up? Slightly less so.

It wasn't the set itself that would've posed a problem really, but what he'd been working on for the past few weeks. Explaining why he was playing around with synthetic webbing might be a little difficult. So he had that evidence to hide, too. Not to mention the web packs, the belt...

After a little scrambling though, he's got it all taken care of, and his apartment looked every bit as sparse and dull as it did when he moved in. Not to mention completely inconspicuous, which was the important thing here.]

Alright, you can come in! Er, hang on, let me get the door!

[Because she was probably carrying things. Things she might not be able to see him over when he opened the door, depending on just how much was necessary for what she was planning. He was already at least an inch shorter than she was, after all.]

Hi! That was...a lot faster than expected, honestly. Do you need help with anything?

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[Is...is that glass she can hear on the other side of the door? M'gann decides not to knock again, instead standing there a little awkwardly...But not wanting to intrude. The last thing she wants is to start this face to face meeting off on a bad note, so instead she works her expression into something excited and cheerful.

Which isn't too hard to do, considering her current mood, and it's well in place when he opens the door.]

"No, no! It's fine; I've got everything,"

[As she tries to shrug off any of that lingering oddness in her mind. No need to dwell on how fast she got over here; that can be chalked up to excitement, right?]

"Just tell me where the kitchen is, so I can set this down and we can start sorting!"

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