How could you, Frank. Flouncing around with some flowery floozie and some skin-tight superhero as your loyal camera pined for you.

Vinnie was the last to exit the elevator, still distracted with making sure the photo was safely saved. Spinny would love this. Even if it wasn't the real Spider-man, it was a helluva costume. Say what you would about camera phones, they were awfully convenient for those unexpected encounters.

"Wonder where he's going," Vinnie thought out loud as he put the cellphone away. Not that it really mattered to him to find out - he already had enough proof that this hadn't been a dream.