Works for me. I'll see you there in a few.

[He 'hangs up' and makes his way down to the lobby. He sits on one of the couches there, looking and feeling incredibly awkward while he does. Would she forgive him? Was the calm voice he heard just her holding back an explosion of hurt and fury? Peter leans back and tilts his head up to look at the ceiling.]

Parker Luck Syndrome existing in Hell is proof that the universe hates me.