Peter and you were laying down on the cold pavement, you had just woken up from having gotten knocked out. "Hey, Peter I have a question." You said to him, looking over at him. "Yeah?" He moved his head to look at you through his suit. "Why are we laying on the floor?" You asked, not quite recalling the previous events. "Oh, you got knocked out and so I laid down next to you so people would think we were just chilling." You could practically hear the smile in the way he said it.