"Holy shit," Peter squeaks, bouncing on his toes like what the hell are they still doing up here painting?

"God, Mr. Stark, you really think you do it in a place as limited as this? I mean, kind of limited, I guess? There's magic here that didn't exist back home, different types but this is pure science. Can I watch you work? What are you thinking? The suit? Is that insane? Is that even possible?"