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49 made her way out of the car deciding to continue the search for them on foot. Her ears only ever perking up to the sound of her own footsteps.

She walked for about an hour the weather not being any more considerate of the young woman's condition, in the corner of her eye she spotted a small bar. Twins or no twins she had to get inside the building, the wrath of the merciless heat making 49 almost dizzy at this point.

She ran towards it a smile erupting on her sweaty and weary face. She entered the café like a panting mess, her head fell down as she felt burning eyes and all the attention in the room drifting towards her.

When she felt at ease again her head nudged up and her eyes shot wide open. The first person her gaze was averted to was the woman at the counter.

"Ya' new round ere' honey?" Her violently American accent was all 49 could pay attention to.

"I stand out that much huh?" She replied.

"Well ya' got on three layers ah' clothing on n' that accent sounds British dahlin"

49 made her way to one of the small stools and folded her hands over the counter getting a closer look at the female. "What's your name?" The green eyed girl questioned the other lady who looked to be in her late thirties.

Her beach blonde hair was put up in a messy bun while her brown eyes never left the young girls' olive ones.

"Names Bella, fancy a coolin' shake?"

"I wish but I'm broke Bella."

"Ah those times eh' what ya' doin in this paper town anyways honey."

"Got an eye for adventure." Was all 49 said in return.

"Ya know I could offer ya job ere' to get yer' pockets filled." The lady said as she turned the old mixer on dumping strawberries into it.

"Oh as much I would love that I'm on a tight schedule."

"Ah kids these days, always busy. Well atleast this dead ole' towns gettin' new visitors recently now eh"

"New visitors you say?" 49 knew she was rambling on about the twins.

"Oh yes a lovely pair, both from outta' country too." As Bella uttered these words Agent 49 couldn't be more sure of the people she was speaking about.

Bella then poured the drink into a glass and topped it off with a straw. "Why the beauty jus' ordered this nice milkshake." Bella said.

"What-what do you mean." 49 was shook still.

"They're right there honey." 49 watched in anticipation when Bella's finger rose up everything almost felt as if it was going in slow motion.

From the single drop of sweat dribbling down 49's forehead to Bella's smile disappearing while her finger emerged up, pointing right to the table behind 49's gaze.

She didn't dare to look behind, she knew she had to. Her face started tilting backwards while her hands started to drop to her sides. There she saw it.

The boy with white hair and the girl with brown, her mouth widened open as she let out a loud unexpected groan. She rapidly darted her head back to Bella saying. "You don't mind if I pass her the drink do you?" 49 tried to ease the muscles at her mouth to form a smile.

"All yours kiddo." And with those words the strawberry shake was lifted off the table and travelling across the room to the table 49 dreaded going to.

"Your drink ma'am." She managed saying when a pair of grey eyes turned to take 49's figure into presence. She felt Pietro's burning gaze from the other side of the table.

"Oh thank you, here's a tip." Wanda' Sokovian accent melted trough 49' ear drums.

"Oh no, I don't work here." She managed to say, watching Wanda's hand drop from her pockets and placed onto the straw. "I'm actually a tourist, I was um...wondering if you know where the barn house is." 49 put on her best impression of a nervous damsel. Not that she wasn't one right now.

"Oh yes the barn house. Pietro you know where that is no?" She looked over to her twin.

"Not far away from here..." He stopped when 49 looked over at him. "Uh it's-not f-far." He decided to shut up and let his sister speak again when he was delivered a cold and confused daze by 49.

"What my brother is trying to say is...I think if you go straight, take a left, go straight again and then take the other left you reach." She warmly grinned at 49 taking a sip from her drink.

"Oh no I've been bad at directions ever since I could remember. Could you please take me there?" 49 gave the most distressing and empathetic look in her 'faking it' book which seemed to win over Wanda's emotions.

"Oh yes sure we would only be gone five minutes anyway and I'm sure Pietro wouldn't mind coming with us."

"Oh no that would be too much to ask from the two of you I think it'll be fine if I just go with you um..."

"Wanda." The brown haired lady finished her sentence while 49 played a great role of a tourist. "Why do you need to go to a barn house anyway, if you're a tourist shouldn't you be going to Paris or something...no?"

"I'll tell you on the way Wanda." 49 showed off her fake giggle.

"Don't do anything stupid until I get back Pietro." Wanda joined in with 49's laughter as she got up with her drink.

"I won't sister." He rolled his eyes impatiently drumming his fingers on the table.

"Lets go." Wanda gestured to 49.