Act 3, Scene 30

Aunt May's front door opens.

AUNT MAY: Peter!

Peter recoils back slightly, as if dodging a slap. None is forthcoming. Aunt May skips straight to the hug part. Eventually they part. Peter steps into the hallway.

PETER: I'm so sorry.

AUNT MAY: Shush. I'm proud of you. But are you all right?

PETER: I have felt better. But I'm gonna be just fine. In fact, I'm kinda hungry...

Mary-Jane appears at the doorway, grinning. Aunt May smiles.

AUNT MAY: Dinner for three? No problem.

PETER: Actually...

Harry Osborn steps in, right on cue. He looks awkward, sheepish, ashamed. He fidgets.

PETER: ...it's for four.

HARRY: Hey. If this is too-

AUNT MAY: You're welcome in this home anytime, Harry Osborn. Now you three get in there and get working on setting the table.

PETER / MARY-JANE / HARRY: Yes, Aunt May.

They file in meekly. Aunt May strides out to the kitchen, all business, but once she's in there she simply stands out of sight by the doorway and listens for a moment to the buzz of conversation from the three friends in the next room.

The world's biggest smile lights up her features. She opens the refridgerator and begins to assemble dinner. We pull back, out of the kitchen window, leaving the house behind altogether, that faint conversation still floating in the air.