Steve/Yelena
"Meaning you used to?" Yelena asked, cocking her head curiously. "What kind of dancing does Captain America do?"
She had talked with someone on her introduction to the network about ice skating. It seemed like something Yelena should like, but she's never done it before. Like playing games at an arcade, it was one of those activities that Yelena was aware of, but never had the opportunity to try. Maybe now, here, she could.
"This isn't such a bad way to pass the time." She waited until Steve poured his shot, then took the bottle from him, and poured herself another. Yelena hoped her liver wouldn't rebel on her for saying that in the future. "You say like that the hotel itself is a living entity." Down the hatch goes the third shot. "What kind of things does it like to spring?"