Peter wasn't so sure on what he thought about this whole "give Harry a present" thing. It was as if saying "Hey, I know you tried to kill me, and almost did kill my girlfriend, but here's some little meaningless gift!" He didn't make eye contact with her as they parked. He didn't know if Harry was going to die, if the symbiote was gone but the disease he had was gone thanks to it, if he still hated Peter... He looked over at her finally, smirking a bit at the sight of her in the fluffy coat. She was adorable, like a marshmallow. "I don't know... I haven't talked to the guy in years, and when we do, he steals my girlfriend and wants to kill me... so maybe one of those vintage pet rocks." He said, the last part adding humor in to the comment as he gave a small smile. He climbed out of the car, entering the cold. He didn't have a winter coat, just a hoodie with a leather jacket over himself. It seemed to do the trick. 

New York's traffic was just as bad as the snow gently fell. The mall played Christmas music loud enough for them to hear in the parking lot, families and singles holding bags of gifts, preparing themselves for the holidays that will happen in a few weeks... There was no way he was going to get Lex's gift today, she won't leave his side... This was going to be difficult. He didn't really want either of them to spend money on his old friend. He didn't even know what he likes anymore... But he was sure the two could think about their old childhood and find something...