"Hey, Sammy. I picked up dinner from the diner. I didn't know what you wanted so I got that weird garden burger they put on recently. Got be the gayest thing--" The words sort of trailed off as Matty looked away from the bag he was unpacking to his brother and the weird little guy he was holding hands with. Jesus, that guy looked like such a douche.

Harry saw that look and he couldn't help it. He didn't feel shame or concern, he just smiled widely. Bobby was more intimidating to him that Matty. Matty he could understand and handle but not Bobby. "Hey, what's up, man?" He smiled at Matty and let go of Sam so he could come down the stairs and hold out his hand to Matty. "I'm Harry Osborn. Nice to meet you."

"Uh-huh." Matty took his hand but he was looking at Sam, not Harry.