Listen, okay. You can't just be a corpse on the beach and expect one Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy, daughter to Detective Howard Stacy to not be highly concerned about this. So there's a blonde girl with a bright blue surfboard nearby, looking around for some manner of help as she watches the corpse carefully.

Not only is her 'daughter of a detective' side kicking in, but her spider-half is now wondering if Beachville has a murderer.

"Hey, can you...just keep walking and ignore me?" Gwen says to a passerby who did literally the very thing she just complained about. "No, that's cool. It's just a corpse on the beach. No biggie. Fuck you, too." Muttered to herself with a shake of her head.

"Well, now what?"