"A good mix, a very good mix meaning this is a very good idea. Chris, stop questioning this," Honestly, She could appreciate good values and morals but here she was, practically throwing herself at Chris in the comfort of a cab and he was still questioning it. Underneath Natasha knew Clint wanted this more than anything right now, all he had to do was let his socially awkward persona go with it.

And there it was, the push. Her head tilted slightly into his hand, a breath slipped past her lips along with a laugh at his question. "Not close enough.." Her eyebrows wiggled, eyes slipping to the window, "Not far. Couple more streets."