Though she loved hanging onto Peter and was looking forward to spending the night with him if he could be talked into it. But she kept talking about the directions where he should go. When they finally got to where she had instructed him to go she dropped from his back and the two walked generally into the Central Park. The park was beautiful at night but it was silent, dead silent. “I swear I could have heard…” 

“HA HA HA HA HA! SPIDER-MAN!!!” A voice shouted, it echoed around them but Catwoman’s attention was fixed direction head.

“There.” She said pointing at a tree. 

The tree fizzled away before a figure stepped forward. Mysterio came into the sight of the two heroes. “Spider-Man! You don’t stand a chance this time. I have the best weapons at my disposal!”

Catwoman’s head turned to Spider-Man as she pointed in his direction. “When did he get out?”