"How many cups of coffee has that been today?"
"About nine."
"Good God, is he okay?"
"Who knows? I don't think we should keep giving him coffee."
"But he'll curse at us, and we can't out-curse him."
"But this can't go on."
In the Time Variance Authority corridor, Spider-Gwen carried a tray with a steaming cup of coffee on it. Spider-Girl beside her frowned, looking thoroughly displeased.
"I know Director Nick is worried about the future of humanity and Spider-Man, but that's no reason for him to go seven or eight days without sleep. The human mind can't withstand that kind of abuse."
"I know, but who can talk him into stopping?"
"Peter—the Lucky Lad from the Central Universe. He's known Director Nick the longest. He should have a way."
"Then let's go find him later."
The two pushed open the door to Nick's office, only to find that Lucky Lad himself standing before Nick. Spider-Gwen nudged Spider-Girl with her elbow and said, "See? I told you I wasn't the only one worried. Peter must be talking him into it. We shouldn't interrupt them."
Spider-Girl nodded, agreeing with Gwen. Even among so many Spider-Men, the Spider-Man from the Central Universe could be considered relatively mature. He surely had a way to stop Nick from working himself to death.
The two female Spider-Men did not think much of it. When Spider-Gwen set the coffee in front of Nick, she noticed that he looked somewhat dazed. Spider-Gwen thought Peter's persuasion must have worked.
Peter saw Spider-Gwen and greeted her, saying, "Oh, thank you. Your coffee will make sure I can talk with Director Nick a little longer, and then he'll go rest."
Spider-Gwen and Spider-Girl exchanged a glance, taking Peter's words as confirmation of their suspicions. The weight in their hearts finally