She goes to chat with him

Ardour altered the look of her suit, retracting the mask and adding back the white fur so that it looked like her original suit, as she swung through the city, once again using her grappling hook, searching for Spider-Man. It didn't take too long before she spotted the wall crawler, similarly swinging through the city and so she followed him, waiting for him to stop somewhere.

"Hey Spider." She said as she dropped down beside him on the roof of a building.

"Cat, I was hoping I'd see you." He said, relieved, "Look, about the other night; I'm so sorry I did that to you. I know this sounds crazy, but I was being controlled by an alien - it made me do things that I wouldn't normally do. I never wanted to hurt your feelings, I just love someone else and I can't be with you. I hope you understand."

"I believe you." Cat said solemnly.

"Really?" He asked.

"I'm talking to a man with the power of a spider who's fought a man made of sand. I think I can believe an alien affected your mind. But. It doesn't mean I'm not still mad at you."

"That's fair."

"But, if you want to make it up to me, I might know a way."

"How?" Spider-Man asked suspiciously.

"You'll find out." Cat said as she walked to the edge of the building and pulled out her grappling hook, "Just follow me."

Meanwhile:

"Alright, let's do a run through of Act 1 Scene 3." The director said as MJ and the rest of the cast walked to their positions, "Action!"

Suddenly, a window exploded inwards, sending glass raining down into the studio, then a small canister fell through it and cluttered along the floor. Everyone turned to look at it, most were confused as to what was happening. MJ's eyes went wide.

"Grenade!" She shouted as she ran behind the set, "Get away!"

Then it went off.

However, there was no big explosion, instead there was a slight bang as gas started emanating from the small canister. And the whole room went wild.

First, everyone scattered, just as MJ had told them to. Next, MJ saw a shadowy figure swing in through the newly exploded open window, but the ever-expanding cloud from the grenade blocked a good view of them. Then, the guard posted outside the front door burst in, gun raised, searching the room.

He never saw the attack.

It came from the smoke and knocked the gun from his hand, sending it skidding along the floor, before hitting him square in the chest and launching him across the room. He hit the wall and his world went black.

MJ was on the left side of the room with some of the other cast members.

"Okay, we make our way to the door, but make sure to cover your mouth and stay away from the gas." She explained to the others as she pulled off her shirt and wrapped it around her face, not caring that it left her wearing nothing but her bra on her top half, "Follow me."

MJ then started skirting along the wall, avoiding the gas cloud slowly filling the room. The other cast members followed suit; wrapping parts of their costumes around their faces before following behind her.

"Help!" The voice of the director echoed throughout the room as he was yanked into the gas cloud on the opposite side of the room. MJ's heart was pounding as she approached the door, it was only a couple meters away from her now, so she ran for it.

She never got to the door.

Something grabbed her from behind and pulled her into the cloud, then pulled off her shirt from around her mouth. Quickly, she held her breath and got to her feet. She looked around, all she could see was a couple inches from her face before it became the cloud of gas. She could feel her eyelids getting heavy and her vision becoming blurry. It must be some form of sleeping gas. Then she realised she could hear the footsteps of her fellow cast members running for the door. She ran after them and felt her feet snag on something as she fell to the ground. Then, she saw a gun on the floor - the gun from the guard earlier. She grabbed it as she heard something walking up behind her prone body. She spun around and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The shadowy figure standing over her body in the cloud staggered backwards before grabbing the gun from MJ's hand and tossing it to the side. Then, MJ closed her eyes as she was overcome by the sleeping gas, and fell ****.

Sierra brushed the bullet off her suit, where it clattered as it hit the ground. She then bent down and picked up both MJ and the director, who MJ had tripped over earlier, before climbing back out the window she came in and heading towards the warehouse.