Yeah. Sure. Wanda tried not to let her face fall too much, but there was her answer at least. Clint didn't have a clue. Well, this was neither the time nor the place to try to talk about it. She folded her arms and stared at the static crackling away on the television screen. Both of those movies were ironic and terrible given the circumstances, a cruel twist of fate, and how did S.H.I.E.L.D. still have VCRs? Budget cuts, probably. She'd have a talk with Nick about that later; at the very least he could provide his recovering agents with better movie choices if not better movie quality on a disc with a DVD player.
While Clint was fiddling with the VCR Wanda tried to decide how annoyed she was at his complete obliviousness. She really shouldn't have been at all because she couldn't just expect him to get it, and yet- she eventually huffed and said in a voice that brooked no argument. "Titanic." Clint could just suffer through it.