“Ready when you are,” Natasha replied, stepping back and following him into the building. She stood just off to the side while Clint took care of business, looking around the lobby with a casual air of indifference; she was really secretly ‘casing the joint’, just in case.

Their cover story was that their luggage had been dropped off earlier in the day before check-in time so they bags were tagged and waiting for them behind the counter. While Clint checked in, Natasha collected them, glad to see they were still locked and undisturbed, before returning to his side.