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[vdova]

[ Miss Romanoff has a peculiar expression on her face, holding an empty box of Waitress So So's upside down, shaking it slightly. She looks almost... calm.

Too calm. ] I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for Twinkles, I can tell you I don't have any. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you buy me more snack cakes, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.

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[bowsbeforehoes]

Hearing that line from you makes it sound so much more creepier, just so you know.

[vdova]

That's the point.

[bowsbeforehoes]

Well, I'm on my way home. Want me to stop and get you some?

[vdova]

Considering you're the likely guilty party, yes.

[bowsbeforehoes]

Dude, really? I took like, one, but I didn't steal the entire freaking box.

[vdova]

Barton.

[bowsbeforehoes]

At the store, buying you more.

Also, still not entirely my fault. I remember the Moreo debacle.

[veryproud]

The fiend.

[vdova]

It's a detestable crime.

[veryproud]

It's SHIELD policy to cut off hands for that.

[vdova]

Just one at a time. Otherwise they won't learn anything.

[veryproud]

Of course. They can still work with one hand too.

[vdova]

If they can't, they're terrible Agents.

[veryproud]

Fact.

Is everyone a suspect?

[stretchy_pants]

I'm not sure what happened to those, but I'd be more than happy to pick some up for you... or.. I don't know. make something?

[let him thank you with baked goods, Natasha.]

[vdova]

[ She pauses for a second, and then smiles, nodding. ] I didn't know you could bake. [ It's a tacit acceptance of his second offer. ]

[stretchy_pants]

Yeah... Guess it's kind of a hobby I picked up along the way. [he's had to fend for himself most of his life and has acquired an eclectic palate over the years. plus it's fun and takes his mind off of other things.]

Any preferences?

[vdova]

Hm. I like chocolate. Brownies?

[themuse]

Someone's been stealing my gummy bears out of my desk at work. I can sympathize.

[vdova]

Snack thieves should be tried to the fullest extent of the law.

[themuse]

I'll put in a request at the station that we start taking legal action.

Hell, I'll head the squad myself.

[vdova]

I'll speak to Captain Rogers, too. I'm sure he'll agree that this is a heinous crime that deserves action.

And if he doesn't, I'm sure Sergeant Barnes can be persuaded to see our side of things.

[themuse]

[This is probably the most Kate has laughed in weeks. Thank you, Natasha.]

We can make a good case for it between the two of us. If you want me to, I'll send someone over right away to dust that box for prints.

[vdova]

[ She is not above using her powers for evil good. Natasha grins. ] Sounds good. Natasha Romanoff.

[themuse]

Kate Beckett. Nice to meet you, though I regret it being under the circumstances of the demise of your snack cakes.