Zoë Kravitz: Mary Jane
Mary Jane : [mistaking Peter for a waiter] Hello.
Peter B. Parker : Oh, wow.
Mary Jane : Um, I just wondered if we could have some more bread at table twelve.
Peter B. Parker : Yeah! I'm just, I'm really sorry...
Mary Jane : Oh, don't be sorry. It's just bread.
Peter B. Parker : No, I wasn't there for you when you needed me.
Mary Jane : Mmm-hmm...
Peter B. Parker : And I didn't even try.
Mary Jane : That's fine. I should really get going...
Peter B. Parker : I know I could do better if I just had another chance to give you... the bread that you deserve.
Mary Jane : Are you okay?
Gwen Stacy : Ma'am, we'll take care of that bread right now.
Mary Jane : It's been nice, uh, talking to you.
Peter B. Parker : For you they should fill this place up with fresh bread.
Gwen Stacy : [to Peter] You all right, man?
Peter B. Parker : Yeah, totally.
Gwen Stacy : Okay, good, 'cause we are not getting any bread.