Imagine: Peter having a crush on you.
"Wait, you like Y/N?"
"Yeah, do you know her?"
"She's my daughter."
"Oh um"Peter started panicking since he'd just told your dad about his huge crush on you."I didn't mean any of that! Oh, I mean yeah I think she's beautiful but not in that w-"
Quentin laughed."It's ok. I like you, Peter. You're a good kid...but that does not mean I think you're good enough for my daughter."