Peter rolled his eyes as he took a seat, dropping into the chair with zero grace or enthusiasm. "Yeah yeah, a-hyuck hyuck hyuck. It's all high times and Parent Trap shenanigans over here. I heard the party was a success though. Zombie arms and beers. The Manly Man's Saturday Night." He should his head and cut to the chase.

"Twin is close, but yeah. I went looking for a friend of mine who I heard might have gone missing. I was planning on checking out the girl's block to figure out if that was true before coming back for the party. Instead, I ran into Jessica." He cringed, affronted by the words before they even left his mouth. "My. Um. My lady clone."

See, the moment you said it out loud was when you realized exactly how stupid it sounded. His life really was a comic book, wasn't it? (Though if he had to put up with these crap plot twists, he should at least have a car. Batman had his own car. Why couldn't Spidey?)

"Um. They wouldn't have happened to mention that part in the comics, did they?"