She'll catch Katsuya giving her a glance, this one grateful and approving. For not saying a bad word in front of the kid. Spider-Man seems to not notice either way, content to sip at the strawberry shake through the bright pink straw with a pleased hum.

"Roscoe has a makeshift jail on the edge of the plaza if you would like directions..." The kid perks up when Katsuya says as much too.

"A jail, really? I should probably--"
"Let Harley handle this one. The thief won't get away from her."

Spider-Man sulks the littlest bits. The thief didn't escape from him either.