"And fries." Natasha echoes, chuckling. He and Steve are a lot alike... But she's not going to tell him that. At least not yet.
She gives him a nod of thanks for opening the door. Good old fashioned chivalry. She's not going to try to change that. Once inside, she holds up two fingers to the hostess as she looks around the place. It's relatively small, reminiscent of an old 50s diner. The decor was a bit over the top, but it was a cute place. She notes the exits and windows, mentally mapping the space in case they need to make a quick exit. Feeling him tense beside her, she realizes he's likely doing something similar but with a brain hardwired to kill.
Would anyone else notice the air of violence that seems to surround him? It's easier to tell a story than it is to force him to relax. She wraps her arm around his and smiles up at him. To anyone looking, they're a cute young couple. Nothing notable at all. "Oh don't be so worried. One stop for food isn't going to slow is down too much."
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She gives him a nod of thanks for opening the door. Good old fashioned chivalry. She's not going to try to change that. Once inside, she holds up two fingers to the hostess as she looks around the place. It's relatively small, reminiscent of an old 50s diner. The decor was a bit over the top, but it was a cute place. She notes the exits and windows, mentally mapping the space in case they need to make a quick exit. Feeling him tense beside her, she realizes he's likely doing something similar but with a brain hardwired to kill.
Would anyone else notice the air of violence that seems to surround him? It's easier to tell a story than it is to force him to relax. She wraps her arm around his and smiles up at him. To anyone looking, they're a cute young couple. Nothing notable at all. "Oh don't be so worried. One stop for food isn't going to slow is down too much."