"...Looks like it," Ben agreed as the fire seemed to go out. Others had...most of them wrapped up. That was the cue to go get changed. "See you in a minute," he added in a whisper.
Shooting out web lines to the floor, he used them to propel himself, sliding across the floor and by their broken table, taking the chance to snag his clothes from Elaine's instrument case as he slid by. And then it was disappearing act time to go get changed and meet back up with the others.
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