Natasha is always aware of her surroundings. And part of that includes being able to read the people around her. Part of the Red Room's purpose had been to make deadly assassins, but well - the world's most valuable currency was power. And power was fueled by information. An operative couldn't be considered skilled until they were able to figure out the inner workings of other people. And the Red Room had pushed her until she was at the top of her class.

Literally. She's the only one left.

So she does figure there's a good likelihood that he appreciates this. It helps, too, that this isn't an act - a lot of the time, she puts people at ease by making herself into whatever it is they need. It helps that this is just her, which means that she's looking forward to the evening too. It's not often that people want her around just exactly as she is.

She can't help but chuckle a little at his suspicion as she puts the finishing touches on the drink and pours it carefully into the two waiting glasses. "Thor shared some with Steve at a party. He gave him a really small amount and I'm pretty sure it only gave him a light buzz." Turning, she hands him one of the glasses. "The same amount absolutely wrecked an older vet that Steve bought. So I'd say it would stand a pretty good chance of getting you drunk if you took a couple of shots."

On the table, Liho rolls onto her side and stretches a paw out towards Alpine with a meow. She lifts her drink in Bucky's direction in a quick toast and then takes a sip. "Oh, let's definitely start with North By Northwest. That'll be a good gateway into me talking you into watching a James Bond movie. How's the drink?"