Re: Natasha and Peter
Peter blinked as he was pulled away from the bar, grabbing up his drink as he went. Spies he thought to himself. They were always so shifty. Dropping into the seat across from her, he turned up his brow and shrugged, "Hey, Nat, listen. I don't think anyone's going to care if you were a spy. We're all brought here a bit by accident it would seem, so it would be really weird if you were here on mission having gotten here on accident. That said, don't worry, I don't know you, I know the other you, and so I have nothing really to share anyway."
He eyed her a moment, keeping his brow up, and took another sip of his drink.