Peter and Yelena
She didn't know what the word meant, but Yelena suspected it wasn't an insult. She smirked at his sarcasm. Why not use the people's silly prejudices against them? If he was making money from them, all the better for Peter. Yelena approved.
Flipping the sign around while offering the other woman an apologetic smile, she closed the door and dropped her faked accent. She was also able to stop moving so stiffly. The richly adorned dress was still confining, but at least she could stop caring so much about poise and posture behind closed doors. Melina would have called her out for slouching, but right now, she didn't care. Melina never had to deal with Victorian dresses with corsets.
"Not in a while. Last I saw, McPouty-Lips was talking to the Skynet man." She really should start learning people's names better. "So, you and Pouty Lips have moved in together." She grinned. "That's cute."