[Peter reaches as hard as he can to poke Stanley's nose, but nope, he's just a little too far.]

That is wild. In the last place I was stuck, I met another me that was like thirty. He was taller than me, too. That was annoying.

[He's gonna just stop goofing around on the ceiling now and drop back down in front of her.]

So part of me wants to know how closely your comic book me's life lines up with mine, but I also think that might be kind of weird?