[Natasha hums thoughtfully, clearly amused by the idea as she pictures it. It's hard to picture Clint on a beach somewhere. Part of her wants to follow through on it just so she can see what he picks out for a bathing suits. She appreciates that he's not intimidated by her. Well - at least not too intimidated to be himself.
She plucks up another piece of the dessert and lifts it up to offer him a bite again.]
Next time one of us needs to lay low. No one said we have to use the miserable SHIELD safe houses.
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She plucks up another piece of the dessert and lifts it up to offer him a bite again.]
Next time one of us needs to lay low. No one said we have to use the miserable SHIELD safe houses.