There is not a file in the cookies.

[ducttape_hero]

The cookies that Peter has brought didn't set off the metal detector, and he, amiably, gave one to the guy who checked him in. He won't tell Eddie that, and there are plenty, a whole cake-box full. Chocolate chip and peanut butter and orange-with-frosting. They smell great.

The guard gets him an orderly, and she takes him up the big elevator. No

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[edsidlemirth]

Eddie walks up to the glass, and has a seat on the floor. He has no issues with that. He knows it's clean. However, "Why don't we get a visitation room?" he asks the orderly, trying very hard to keep his tone polite and not argumentative. "Everyone in the hall can hear what we're saying. Heh."

[ducttape_hero]

She gives him a neutral shrug. "Something about security. Sorry, not up to us."

"It's okay with me..." says Peter, looking between them.

[edsidlemirth]

He lifts both his eyebrows, but refrains from rolling his eyes, or any such thing. "All right," he says, instead. "Thank you."

Then he smiles at Peter. It's only a little bit of a smirk. "~So~, how the heck are you, then?"

[ducttape_hero]

Peter puts the cookie box in the drawer to pass it through. "Pretty good. Back in school, made varsity again... Might have a job. These are for you."

[edsidlemirth]

"Oh, that's great, that's all good to hear -and- you brought me..." The box comes through. "Cookies! D'aww, thank you. They look good! Man, you're going to keep right on with the crazy-busy routine, hm?"

[ducttape_hero]

"Yeah. It's all a great experiment to see how much it takes for my head to explode." He grins, sheepish. "Aunt May made those, so you know they're good."

[edsidlemirth]

"Oh, cool." He picks up the box, and goes to set it down on his little desk before taking his seat again. "She knows you're here, now, or you borrowed some cookies?"

[ducttape_hero]

He shrugs, glancing away. "Yeah, she knows I'm here. She had to sign a thing." And her signature is so hard to forge.

[edsidlemirth]

"Yikes... How did that go? It must have gone all right, if she sent you with cookies." Ehehehe, all these cookies! That is some sort of treasure, right now.

[ducttape_hero]

"Okay. She won't tell your mom." Beeecause she doesn't actually know. Yes.

[edsidlemirth]

"Mmhm." He tilts his head. "Enough of that, though. Keep me updated on your job."

[ducttape_hero]

"I was applying at the Rocket Java place down by the university and this guy starts asking me questions, and it's Bruce Wayne. Like honest to gosh Bruce Wayne."

[edsidlemirth]

"You really better follow through. All I have to say. That's awesome." He smiles, much less of a smirk this time.

[ducttape_hero]

"Yeah, I haven't sent in my application yet, actually."

[edsidlemirth]

"Promise me you'll do that tonight."

[ducttape_hero]

"I'm still thinking about it. It's weird, you know? Wasn't this a movie with Matt Damon or someone in it?"