Peter was kind of impressed with how easily she climbed the ladder. Not surprised really because she said she was a cheerleader but still impressed. She looked good doing it which was kind of a weird thing but Peter liked athletic girls. And smart girls. And funny girls. And just... girls. He liked girls.

"Wait, did you just say something complimentary about New York?" he teased, leaning over to bump her shoulder. "Or did I hear that wrong?"