Peter's plan was to try and find some sort of coveralls or something to put himself in while he made his trek home... but he apparently blacked out, and found himself looking at a pair of legs standing a distance from him. Peter managed to sit up, and his face flushing an ice shade of red when he realized who it was. His girlfriend tossed him the bag, catching it and giving a small laugh at her comment. As he put his clothes on, and she talked about pinching the pipe up, looked up at her. "That's... a really good idea." Peter said. he wasn't amazed that Lexi thought that, he was kinda realizing that he didn't think of that. Man, that suit really messed him up in more than one way. 

Once he was fully dressed, and his face cooled down a bit, he grabbed the end of the pipes, and with all his strength, he pinched the ends closed like Lexi suggested. Peter's hair was no longer gelled, but the messy mop that it was before thanks to the fight with the suit, he wore a t-shirt, jeans, and shoes that actually looked like what Peter would where. He then tapped it on a metal railing, hearing hissing in the pipe, making Peter hit it a bit harder. There was a lot he could have said to her. He could have just broken down and apologized for everything he did. But he was too ashamed as it was, and she probably didn't want to hear any of it. He couldn't blame her. 

Peter tossed the pipe to Black Cat, picking up his backpack and putting it over his shoulder. He was going to have to take the old fashioned way back home. He was completely fine with that. "Be careful with that stuff Lex." Peter said, not able to look her in the eyes after all he's done. He was still thinking of the punch he threw at Lexi. He won't ever forgive himself for that.