[Don't mind if he do-- Peter isn't really one for permission when the chair is right there.]

[Peter looks at the shot, sighs and takes it.]

Not again. [And he knocks it back. How many prisons was he going to land himself in before something killed him for good?] Guessin' it's not the Nova Corps, they spray you with a hose instead of givin' ya fun sized wings. Wouldn't peg the Kree for it either. So who is it?