"Why don't I buy you a drink?"

You turn around at the sound of Spider-Noir's voice, quirking an eyebrow. You had assumed he would be back in his dimension by now, not traipsing around yours.

"Are you, dare I say, flirting with me?" You say with a large smile, joking with him. He laughs in return, you can tell he looks sheepish under the mask.

"Can't I tell a friend of mine I want to buy her a drink?" He murmurs fondly.