"You wouldn't," I say, shooting her a look of amused incredulity. Not that it isn't nice to be aware that your girlfriend enjoys looking at you, it just also feels a little alien, makes me both kinds of nervous. The good kind and the bad kind. So, business as usual in the contradictory head of Jessica Drew, really.

"Well, unless they're from a different dimension, I don't think they exist. And you are not putting up a poster of a different dimension's pin-up Spider-Woman."