Carol grinned at Peter and followed his lead, taking his hand. "Anything for a good story, right?" Not to mention, the return of Ms Marvel would probably get Jameson off her back, at least for a while. She had never been the type to document sightings of herself, the way Peter did, but at this point she was desperate, and anything to get her back in costume. "I take it you still wear your old gear under your civvies, the way you always did in the old days?" She grinned. No tacky telephone booths for Spiderman. Good thing, too. Most of them were nonexistent these days.
She, of course, had her own ways. She waited until there were no civilians, no cars, nobody to see, and in the blink of an eye had changed, at will, into her good old Ms Marvel costume. Thanks to her mutation, she had no need to actually take off or put on anything. Just a little concentration. She grinned, raising her eyebrows above the mask a little.