Natasha and Peter
Peter always found Natasha to be a fun person to hang out with; well, fun was not really the word he should use. She was strict, thoughtful, had a sense of humor that was so dry that Peter was convinced even Wolverine might not get annoyed. Yet she was fun, and intelligent, and when you finally got to know her (at least for him) she became something of a good friend.
He raised a brow in her direction, "A rather large one. A villain of mine had hijacked a powerful weapons array that would allow him to bake the earth alive, basically increasing global warming 800x faster than it already is. The Avengers were incapacitated, and the world was pretty much at an end. You, Silver, and I worked to convince the world governments to fight against him rather than giving into his demands, and we then became ultra fugitives and had to fight our way in and stop him."
He shrugged, taking a drink of his Romulan Ale and immediately began to cough into his arm. That stuff was not natural. At all.
"But yea, we did. I take it you still don't remember?"