When she talks about pet names it's a thought for the first time about what language they're speaking in general and it makes him realize that maybe they should have a conversation about that at some point.

He puts on the jacket right away then decides to take it off until Natasha is closer to being ready, because it just feels strange sitting around in the jacket. He tugs on some socks and then just zones out, getting lost in his own head while he waits for her to come back out. When she does he can't help but get the dumbest smile on his face though.

"Well you look gorgeous," he says, eyes looking her up and down like he's never seen anything so pretty. Of course, he somehow looks at her like that all the time, you'd think he'd eventually get used to her but somehow he never does. He stands and pulls on his leather jacket so that she can see it on him, it fits well and is comfortable, he likes it.

"Bread sounds good," he says. "What's our cover? What are our personas here incase we get asked anything?"