A Lesson in Self-Defense

“Dude, I don’t see the big deal. It’s just some lame self-defense lecture. You could do this stuff in your sleep,” Ned whispered.
He couldn’t figure out why Peter was freaking out so much.
“That’s the problem! I can do this stuff in my sleep,” Peter hissed, resisting the urge to flail his arms in despondence.
“So, why-“
“Because I can’t just turn it off, Ned!”
He winced when a few people in front of them turned to see what all the noise was about.
OR
Midtown calls in a self defense instructor, and Peter has a bad feeling.