Entrance Post

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The front door opens, but it's not so much a case of the woman 'walking' in as 'shoves door open with her back while not looking where she is going'.

"Kos, I really need that repor-" She stops.

Blinks.

Faintly frowns as her eyes give the ever-changing bar a quick threat assessment.

"Never mind," says the (apparently) young redhead as she shifts the manila folder in her arms and carefully covers the I.D. clipped to the bottom of her deep pink blouse. The blouse itself is simple, with slightly puffy, very short sleeves. It goes nicely with her grey slacks (the pants wide enough to hide the knife strapped to her right calf), and matches the colour of her heels.

(There are, if one looks closely, sparkly, dangly spider earrings amongst the dark red almost-curls.)

Agent Romanoff is really, really hoping that this is what Barton meant when he said something weird happened to him. She has his note in her pocket, but hell if she's reading anything until she works out what is going on.

[OOC: EP open until I say otherwise, and aside from errands, I'll be here all dayAnd I love you guys, but my brain is starting to squeak, so EP is now closed to new threads ♥. As AIM haaaates me, please use this post if there are any queries]