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place where you could be fairly sure that if you hit the ground
suddenly, you wouldn't be on top of an alligator. He had found Florida
pleasant enough for a short visit, but it was a little too flat for his
taste, and there were things living in the wet part of the flatness
that considered human beings, Spider-Men and others, to be perfectly
acceptable hors d'oeuvres.

He heard the front door clunk and glanced up at the clock on the top
shelf above the towels. Nine-thirty: MJ was going down to get the
mail. Peter lay back in the tub again, gazed up at the ceiling, and
thought, We could try a new color in here next time. That beige is
really beginning to look like masking tape.

After a few minutes the door went clunk again, and he heard the jingle
as MJ chucked her keys onto the telephone table. "Anything
interesting" he said.

"Mmnh," she said, going through whatever she was carrying as she came
toward the bathroom. 'Junk mail, junk mail, restaurant menu..."

'%Vhich restaurant?"

"Uh." A pause; she appeared in the bathroom door in jeans and T-shirt.
"The Blarney Rock."

"I'hat's a restaurant? I thought it was a bar."

"The bar's opened a restaurant. Real Irish food."

Peter made a bemused expression. "Corned beef and cabbage?"

"Nope, it says specifically they don't do that. "Boxty'--" She
furrowed her brow. "What's that? For that matter, what's 'champ'? Or
'colcannon'?"

"You've got me. Maybe they're taking big old guns away from
terrorists and cooking them?"

"Best use for them, maybe. Don't think I need that much fiber in my
diet, though." She put the menu aside for later perusal. "Junk mail,
junk mail, you may already have won..." "Oh, sure," said Peter.
"What's the prize in this one?" "A trip to Miami, if you go see one of
their condos."

"Too humid this time of year," Peter said. "Too many super villains

"Yeah." MJ continued going through the pile. 'Junk mail, junk mail, I
can't believe trees are dying for this. Oh--phone bill. Two of
them."