"People, people, Hurricane Norman is scheduled to hit NYU in about two hours. Go to the designated shelter. For those of you who don't know where that is, it's the library. I repeat, go to the library, which is the designated shelter." Peter suggests. "These high forced hurricane winds are a murder, due to the flying debris. I hope you're out there Harry Osborn." Peter spits out before laughing and turning away front the mic.
"Awww, you missed me that much that you had to bring up my name?" Harry asks sarcastically as he enters the radio booth.
"Ugh, you're here." Peter says disdainfully as he gets up from his chair. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to give you the tape the Flash asked me to give you from his band. I think it'll be a great way to express his music out to his expressive fans, don't you think?"
"See, if Flash asked me to do it himself, I would do it in a heartbeat. Doing him a favor because he asked you to do it for him? Not in this world."
"I know you don't like me, Parker, but I don't like you either. My friend asked me to do him a favor, and dammit I'm doing it for him. Would you just please play his music on the radio?" Harry asks irritably.
"Guys." Max the engineer says, trying to get his attention.
"Give me the tape and get the hell out of here you fucking prick!" Peter spits out.
"Who the fuck are you calling prick, you fucking four-eyed loser?" Harry spits back.
"You, you goddamn snob."
"At least I have money, you worthless piece of shit!"
"Oh yeah? Well at least I have family and friends you stupid, rich ass loner!"
"I can buy your family and friends, you broke ass punk!"
"Guys, the hurricane is coming earlier than expected!" Max warns them, but it's of no use.
"They wouldn't want your money, you mangy whore!" Peter tells him as he shoves his book in his bag.
"GUYS!" Max snaps, but to no avail.
"At least they can use the money instead of using your so called intelligence!" Harry snaps.
"At least I have intelligence you dumb fuck, because you are the dumbest ass in captivity!" Peter snaps.
"At least somebody would want my ass!" Harry snarls.
"Harry! Peter!" Max shouts but it doesn't work. He ends up putting a sign on the window and leaving the two bickering at each other.