Her grin shifted into a smirk when he leaned over her to reach the plates, and Natasha took full advantage of the situation, dipping her head to nip at his jaw just because it was there, one calf hooking around his knees for a split second as she replied against his skin. "I could - but then who would keep the little hole-in-the-wall places in business? They always have the best food."
Leg dropped to release him again, and she lifted her head. "I'll never understand why certain foods are specifically supposed to be for breakfast. What's wrong with eating bacon and eggs in the middle of the afternoon?" Even after nearly ninety years, some things people did she would never fully understand.