[Clint watches Bruce a moment longer, contemplating the words and the shake of his head before being drawn from his thoughts by Maria’s approach. Looking her up and down, he let’s out a low wolf whistle.]

Agent Hill. Nice dress. [And it was. Not only that, but it looked good on her, even though it was strange seeing her out of her uniform. Clint was used to seeing Natasha dressed up on missions, even though she never failed to take his breath away, but this was a real treat.] This party must be pretty important to get you to leave the base.