He leaned on the bar next to her, leaning over it to snag a bottle. It wasn’t one of the new unopened ones so he knew it wouldn’t have alcohol, not that anyone looking on would be able to tell it wasn’t what it appeared.
“Don’t go giving me that sweetheart. You need to work on your phrasing if you want to keep someone on their toes who knows Natasha.” He flashed her a grin and poured from the scotch bottle into a tumbler.
“Since you just said not everyone here would know who I am, but that means that you must if you’re sure everyone should as much as I am. So. Bobbi, what do you do for a living?”
bobbi smiled a little, nodding her head as she watched him grab one of the bottles. he had a point, he got her. some people might not have grabbed her on the way she worded it, but this was tony stark. he was a genius.
she watched as he poured from the bottle, and she reached to grab her own glass she had, taking a sip from it, a smirk playing on her face as she watched him, putting her glass down.
❛ hmm… that is classified. sorry. ❜
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He looked her over with a careful eye at that answer. “So some branch of secret agent. Given that this is my party the...
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bobbi smiled a little, nodding her head as she watched him grab one of the bottles. he had a point, he got her. some...