Drinking. Open RP.
Natasha raises an eyebrow, but she makes no comment. Throwing money at a problem - yeah, that sounds about right.
“I could ask the same of you and Stark,” she answers. She’d always tended towards shielding her secrets, and Clint’s… not easy. It never has been.
“Haven’t you heard?” She responds smugly. “He’s a one-woman man.“
She won’t admit how she feels about him just yet, not to Natasha. Make it seem like a con, like she’s using Stark for all he’s worth. Retain a little dignity.
Natasha laughs at that, a little coldly. "Yes, I’ve seen first hand just how he acts as a ‘one-woman man.’ Potts thought so too.”
Oh, of course Natasha can see it. In the slight quirk of Harry’s mouth that only emerges when she’s genuinely happy, the way she speaks of him when she’s not concentrating on getting one over on Natasha. She’s worried for her cousin, but she cannot show it. That’s not how they’re playing this game right now.
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"Ask him about the night of the Expo,” Natasha smirks back, picking up the glass. “I was there, горячий. As you would...
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“He’s never touched Potts,” she responds slightly viciously. “As you’d know, if you were any good at actually reading...