Peter swung between the buildings, keeping an eye out for any crimes and also on the people. The sun was going down, and the section of town he was in got a little bit sketchy in the night at times. Looking down at the street, his mouth started to water a little bit when he caught site of all of the tacos stands that were down there. This part of town housed the Hispanic portion of New York City and by god, they had the best tacos. Bringing himself out of his thoughts, he continued further into the neighborhood and landed on a nearby building. His sights focused on the nearby basketball court.

"Suavemente, bésame. Que quiero sentir tus labios…" Peter smiled as he heard the familiar song and smiled further when he saw the group of young ladies dancing on the court together. It was six of them, and they were all dancing together in a way that would be considered almost disrespectful if it was any other culture. Their laughter bounced off the brick buildings as they started to make up their own dance moves. Twirling each other in the process before hugging each other closely as they continued their waltz.

Peter watched over them for a little bit as they danced. The young ladies were always a good indicator of the situation in the neighborhood, they only came out like this when the tension was nonexistent and everything was good. Peter bobbed his head along with the song, although he didn't understand the lyrics, it had a good rhythm that he wishes the current songs had.

"Spider-man!" Peter came out of his thoughts at the shout. He looked down at the girls and was surprised to see all of them motioning for him to go down.

"Come on!" She held out her hand while dancing in place, "Lets dance!" Peter let out an unbelieving laugh and shook his head before calling back, raising his hand next to his mouth as he did so.

"No thanks! I can't dance!" she shook her head.

"We'll teach you! Come on!" she dramatically motioned for him to come down here," It'll be fun!" Peter playfully rolled his eyes before swinging down there, the girls throwing their hands into the air in victory as he did so.

"But I'll have you know," Peter landed gracefully onto the court, "I have two left feet." The girl, or young lady now that he's closer, shook her head with a wide smile on her face.

"Everyone starts somewhere, now come on, put them up." The other girls took that as their cue and started the music again. All of them but two pairing up.

"Uh," Peter put his hands up and let the girl step closer to take them. Although they weren't as close as the others were (They were close enough to feel their partners heartbeat on their chest) they were still much closer than what Peter felt comfortable with. But their proximity didn't seem to bother the Latina.

"Ok, so its one," she took a step and Peter quickly followed, "two, one, two" Peter quickly picked up on the rhythm.

"See! Its not that hard." Peter let out a chuckle.

"I guess not." As they kept on dancing, Peter quickly realized that this was not a romantic song to dance to (At least he didn't think so) but it was a song to have fun with. His partner, being around his height, started to get a little bit more daring as time went on and twirled Peter.

"Hey!" Peter laughed as he let himself be twirled before coming back to her, the two of them quickly returning to the previous dance.

"I think I'm supposed to be the one doing that. "The Latina let out a cheeky smile.

"whatever, you liked it didn't you?" Her tone made Peter roll his eyes with a smile on his face before he said.

"I have always wanted to be twirled like that. Makes me feel pretty." The Latina snorted and threw her head back in laughter.

"You know," she took a deep breath," you have to be the first man I know that doesn't get offended when I do that." Peter nodded his head thoughtfully.

"Well, you have to be the first person to twirl me like that."

"Hell yeah.".

The Latinas original partner switched places and also danced with Peter. Teaching him new dance moves that were a little bit harder but were just as fun. At one point in time, he danced with all of the girls and learned their names. The first girl he danced with was Yadira, and her partner was Bella (But pronounced Beya since a double 'L' in Spanish makes a 'Y' sound). Dalilah was a girl who had the prettiest smile amongst them, Angelique was a little bit timid but was still cheerful, Alejandra was out spoken and honest and Sonya was a little bit of a chatter box but had great jokes.

Peter danced with them until the sunset had finished, and although he was having fun with the delightful young ladies, he still had a job to do.

"Alright ladies," Peter stepped away from Angelique as the song finished, "This was fun but I have to go." The girls nodded in understanding, Yadira stepping up to the front.

"Just come back every once in a while, we have yet to make you into a lady's man." Peter let out a chuckle and motioned towards himself.

"Please, you just can't handle all of this." Alejandra rolled her eyes and grabbed Peter by shoulder before turning him around and pushed him.

"Whatever man, Ill show you who can't handle who when you come back."

"Oooo," Peter extended his arm while turning back, "Is that a challenge I hear?" Yadira perked up.

"Yep!"

"Well, Ill take you up on that challenge one day." Peter pulled himself up as his web contact the nearby building.

"Be safe! Don't do anything stupid!" the girls gave their goodbyes.

"You too Spidey, don't be an idiot and die!"

"That's the plan!"