He Said She Said - Spiderman

"Aaaaargh!" she shrieked.
"What? WHAT?" he panicked, braking and looking around frantically.
"SPIDER! ON! LEG!"
"Whew!" he sighed, accelerating again. "Don't DO that when I'm driving!"
"Get on there..." she mumbled, teeth gritted, at the spider while she tried to steer it onto her work folder.
"Yes... Come on... OK... Now open the window... NO! Don't crawl back at me! Out! Out! OUT!". She flapped at the folder, takes it back into the window and started winding the window up.
"NO!"
"What? What now?"
"It's back in! It's in my sleeve!" she yelled, squirming frantically to pull her coat off.
"Oh, come on!" he spat, exasperated, slowing down again. "Do you want me to pull over?"
"No, I-- Wait. It's on my leg! Thank God!"
She reached for her folder and started the arachnid herding again. She balanced the folder and hit the window button. But, this time, she swept her hand back and forth on the leather and banged the folder hard on the door frame.
As she wound the window up again, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little bugger!" she hissed. "In that second that he was out of the window, he stuck a silk thingy down and he held on while the wind buffeted him and then he swung himself back into the car!"
"Of course it did! Haven't you seen the Spiderman movie?"

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