[He lets go of her when she laughs, the tension in him easing a little, but he doesn't pull away just yet.
The change dof subjects makes him smirk, recognising it for what it is, but they're past the point where pushing is going to get anywhere. He holds out the bottle of vodka to her.]
Don't say I never give you anything, Romanoff. It's even the good stuff so you can't give me disapproving looks.
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The change dof subjects makes him smirk, recognising it for what it is, but they're past the point where pushing is going to get anywhere. He holds out the bottle of vodka to her.]
Don't say I never give you anything, Romanoff. It's even the good stuff so you can't give me disapproving looks.