“Can we please listen to music? The news is so boring,” Beverly whined from the backseat.
Steve turns the radio to a Jazz station.
“Ew…not this. Real music. Please,” Peter begs.
The two teenagers whine in the backseat about the radio choice until Steve has enough.
“If you don’t stop—” he pauses to make sure he has the kids attention. “—I’ll put on catholic radio.”
“Not Jesus! Tony said we didn’t have to,” Beverly complains.
“Dude! You know what would be cool?” Peter exclaims
“What?” Beverly asks.
“What if Jesus joined the Avengers?”
“I think he would join the Justice League,” Beverly interjects.
“What? But those are movies. How will he join something that isn’t real?”
“Maybe the Avengers aren’t real?”
“Who’s driving the car then?” Peter asks. “Jesus take the wheel!”
“Can you two stop?” Steve asks.
“Would you let Jesus join the Avengers?” Peter asks.
“I—Pete. I—I don’t think Jesus has time for things like that.”
“Yeah. He’s too busy being a zombie.”
“Beverly! Absolutely not! Do not say that!”
“Why not? He rose from the dead? That’s what zombies do.”
“No Bev. This isn’t funny. I don’t want to hear you speaking like that.”
Peter tries and fails to stop himself from laughing.
“Fine,” Beverly says annoyed but Peter’s laughter is contagious and she can’t stop herself from a fit of giggles.
Steve shakes his head as he looks at them in the rear-view mirror. “Quiet please. I want to listen to this,” he says as he turns up the radio.
The silence lasts about five minutes before Peter whispers, “zombie Jesus,” and Beverly starts laughing.