As usual, Mayday was fashionably late for your date, much like her father who prioritized his duties as Spider-Woman above all else. It had become a familiar occurrence for you, though it was tiresome to endure the judgmental glances of strangers who assumed you'd been stood up. Just as you were contemplating calling her for the umpteenth time, May tapped on your shoulder with an apologetic smile.

"Hi, sorry!" she exclaimed, hastily planting a kiss on your cheek before taking her seat across from you at your favorite New York City diner. May let out a sigh of relief before explaining; "April knew I was running late, so she's holding down the fort against the bad guys for me. It's pretty cool having a sister... I'm starting to enjoy it, except for the moments when her symbiote totally freaks me out."

You both shared a laugh at the situation, and as Mayday's excitement bubbled over, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the time you were about to spend together.