"--jay, you would not believe--"
Wait. Spider sense?
Oh. This isn't his apartment. ... Okay, then.
Peter squints at Bar for a second, then dumps his pile of folders on the nearest table and drops heavily into a chair.
"Little rat guy, I need your biggest size of coffee. Like, a bucket. And, uh, crap, I know it was in one of these pockets ...
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