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[widows_kiss]

"You've reached Natasha. You know what to do."

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[araneidal]

Casual.

[ There's a time and place for a drinking contest, not now. ]

Salted or sweet popcorn? Or mixed?

[widows_kiss]

[ Some people might claim that showing up in a fictional universe unexpectedly might be a very good time to start off with a drinking contest. ]

Bring both. I'm feeling indecisive.

[araneidal]

Clint can choose the time.

[ He's the one who needs to get used to this crap, after all. ]

[widows_kiss]

Works for me.

Dare I ask how your initial meeting went?

[araneidal]

You can always ask

[ Neither of them guarantee a straightforward or honest answer, if there's an answer at all. ]

[widows_kiss]

Well, I can ask him, but I doubt it'd be the same answer I'd hear from you.

[araneidal]

He's always had a soft spot for us.

[ Clint walks a fine balance: there's a lot he lets her get away with because of their history, but he wouldn't back down if she was about to hurt innocent people. That's all she needs to know. ]

[widows_kiss]

He does at that. Then again, he likes to claim it's mutual.

[ Not that she'll ever confirm that for him. Somehow he seems to know anyway. ]

[araneidal]

[ Neither will she, lbr here. ]

He's known for never missing or something like that?

[widows_kiss]

Can't confirm a 'never' one way or another but he's got to be pretty damn close to it.

[araneidal]

Settles that, then.

I'll see you later.