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"Oh that's right," Cat affirmed absently, taking another bite of pizza. "What a weird show."

((Right. I should actually get Lady Chaos' profile up.))

"Well, we can't be too hard on those less fortunate than ourselves," the younger Spider-man replied sagely, "Not everyone can be as spectacular at costume design as... erm... us...? Anyway, I've got to find someplace to..." Put MJ? What on earth was safe? Nothing. Not with Normykins back on the scene. Ugh. Norman back on the scene.

Right then, his cell phone rang. To the tune of 'The itsy bitsy spider'.

Peter just stared blankly at it for a second, then picked it up. "Um... Hello? ... Kitty? .... Wait... No... Um... Kitty, it's kind of hard to understand what you're... .... Well is Gwen okay? ... Good. Look, this might come as a little bit of a shock, but things are actually a kind of crazy at the moment! Maybe you could try heading inside instead of walking around downtown Gotham? ... Thank you. ... Oh, and could you get Gwen to call my au... good. Thanks." He pressed the 'end call' button, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like, "freaking girls," under his breath. He was going to have a heart episode at 16. He just knew it.

Danny chuckled a little, then said, "You know, with me technically being a 'hero', I don't know if I'm even allowed to ask this, but I'm curious. You're a cat burglar. What would you say was your best score?"

Gossamer soon appeared inside one of many abandoned and rotting buildings on the slums side of the city. She paused a moment to inspect the building, both to make sure she had the right one, and that there was no one else around. Satisfied that she was alone, and that this was in fact one of her old hideouts, she allowed herself a small grin and headed towards one of the windows. Since there was no one else around, and since she was getting a bit of a headache, she pulled her hair out of of it's tail and let it down.
Once at the broken window, she looked out it for a moment. Well, now there were two spiders for her to play with. Which meant she might have to remake a few of her little toys. Wouldn't want either of them to feel left out. She moved a step or two back, and gently slipped a floorboard out that was directly in the middle of the window. She held her hand out a moment, and soon a rather nice collection of precious stones floated out of it, as well as a small shoulder bag. She placed the stones inside the bag and slid the floorboard back.
Standing up again, she glanced above her. This was the bottom floor...so two more levels. She then turned into her mist form and drifted up through the rotting floor above her. Once she reached the third floor, she solidified herself and looked around. She was now in a hallway with a line of doors. The place used to be a hotel, and there was nothing strange about the hall. Except for one door imparticular, if anyone actually paid attention. Room number three-hundred and thirty three...the third door on the third floor. The rest of the rooms on the floor were only from number thirty to thirty nine.
Gossamer smiled and made her way inside by carefully turning the knob three times, pausing, then opening the door. If she hadn't, that would have triggered one of her spells and the ceiling would have caved in on her. This room had a few things she didn't want anyone to get into.

Cat grinned. "That's the problem. They all stick out. Robbing Fisk is always fun; I look back on those jobs with particular satisfaction." She chuckled. "The way his chins kind of shudder when he gets really FURIOUS is just hilarious."

"Stealing StarkTech," she replied immediately, "All of his competitors want a piece of what he's doing, and it takes a consummate professional to get past all of his security."