“Oh, that…” She cringed slightly at the mention of Black Cat. Her encounter with her had been shortly after Gwen had first arrived in the comic universe, when she still thought it was all… well… fun and games essentially. Before she realized that, in this world, everything was real. She fiddled with the empty straw wrapper on the table, rolling it between gloved fingers. “Yeah, she’s not my biggest fan. You guys were a thing before weren’t you?”
“Once, a long time ago.”, he frowned, eying her closely. Was Felicia talking about him behind his back? He hummed, drumming his fingers along the tabletop. “…Why? She mention me? Was she talking crap about my sense of fashion back when? Because, let me tell you right now, I have pictures of her rocking neon green Peg Bundy pants, alright? She’s just as guilty as I am.”
She recalled the outfit he may have been referring to, having seen scans of the panel in the Spidey comic when she was looking up information on Felicia. Then again, Flash's outfits weren't much better. "Wha- Haha, no nothing like that. Mostly she just threatened me and tried to kill me," she answered with a shrug. "Just remembered reading it somewhere. She's scary, but she's also really pretty. I still ship it, no shame."
