Peter and Kate
He'd gone through that drink pretty fast. Kate decided she could match his speed, and gulped a couple of times from her own glass. "Hanging out hanging out? Or just... hanging out?" She asked, an eyebrow raised playfully at the question. The innuendo. She was genuinely curious, and also wanted to tease him. A little.
"Me? Oh. No." One of her hands lifted absent-mindedly to trail her fingertips along the necklace she was wearing. It was a silver arrow connected at point and feather to a chain around her neck. A birthday gift from Clint that she hadn't taken off since he gave it to her.