four - whos worthy?

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"Neither was Omaha Beach, blondie. Stop trying to scare us. Come on." He really wanted to try it.

"Alright." Thor poured some of the drink into the Man's glass.

Later, the man looked extremely drunk and was being carried off by two men. "Excelsior."

I walked back over to where Natasha was, I picked up my drink and took a sip.

I tasted a strong, nasty, drink. I spitted it out. "What the hell was that?"

"Rule one; never leave a drink alone." She picked it up and smelled what it was. "That's vodka."

"Lesson learned."

"How did a nice girl like you wind up working in a dump like this?" Banner came up.

"Fella done me wrong." She smirked and poured a drink.

Okay what's happening here?

"You got a lousy taste in men, kid."

Are they flirting? Is this what I'm seeing?

"He's not so bad. Well, he has a temper. Deep down he's all fluff. Fact is, he's not like anybody I've ever known. All my friends are fighters. And here comes this guy, spends his life avoiding the fight because he knows he'll win."

"Sounds amazing.

I took a sip of my water. Am I invisible here?

"He's also a huge dork" She giggled a bit.

Did I just hear THE black widow, an assassin, a badass, giggle?

I heard a crackle sound come from my cup. I looked down and my water was frozen solid like how my orange juice was.

I swiped the cup off and it shattered on the ground. "Oh." I fake laughed. "I'm so clumsy sometimes." I got up to get a broom but Natasha stopped me. "No, if you're that clumsy then you'll find a way to cut yourself. Be right back." She walked away.

"It's nice." I heard Dad's voice but he was talking to Banner not me.

"What, what, what is?" He stuttered.

"You and Romanoff."

Wait, they were for real flirting?

"No, we haven't. That wasn't..." Banner tried to defend his actions.

"It's okay. Nobody's breaking any by-laws. It's just, she's not the most... open person in the world. But with you she seems very relaxed."

"No, Natasha, she...she likes to flirt." He shook it off.

"Excuse me I was here the whole time, you were flirting as well." I spoke up.

"I've seen her flirt, up close. This ain't that. Look, as maybe the world's leading authority on "waiting too long", don't. You both deserve a win." He nodded and walked off.

"Wait, what do you mean, "up close"?" He half yelled.

He looked at me and I gave a 'I'm not telling look' and walked off before he could ask me.

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