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The woman walking into the bar today still has the remains of eyeliner and glitter around her eyes, but the clothes themselves are a perfectly ordinary set of shorts and fitted t-shirt.

If anyone asks, Nadine was at a party last night. And, because she can, Natasha is going to make sure that party was way, way more fun than 'Tanya's' waitressing shift.

Mostly, though, she's going to claim a couch, slip off her tennis shoes, and curl her feet up, just because she can.

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"And here I thought I was the glamorous one." Clint tilts a grin at her, taking a drink of his coffee.

After a moment, he puts his free arm around her. Lightly, so she can shake him off if she wants. "You want anything?"

"I think we can both be glamorous, and I wouldn't say no to a footrub..." she says, slowly, speculatively (for when/if they go upstairs, anyway).

Then she smiles a bit.

"Water, and something light to eat wouldn't go amiss."

With her this close to him, it's easy to smell the lingering scent of alcohol and cigarettes still clinging stubbornly to her, despite her recent shower.

"Been having fun without me?"

"Yeah," he says. "You could say that."

His expression says: if you wanted to be wrong.

"Just got home from San Diego International... 45 minutes ago?"

Clint makes eye contact with a waitrat, and jerk his head towards Nat slightly. It seems to get the gist.

"Ohhh," she winces. "The jetlag is going to suck."

From the waitrat she orders a bottle of water, and a pasta salad, and tosses a warm smile on as well. Waiting is not a job she likes, and she has a new appreciation for those who have to do it for a living.

"I've been pulling late nights, so my sleeping patterns are shot, too."

Not to mention she's too wired to sleep just yet, and is using Milliways to tide her over until she can actually crawl into bed.

"Well," Clint says, slow and thoughtful-amused. "I hear they have rooms here. We could grab some sleep, spend tomorrow relaxing, then catch up with home. At a more convenient time."

"I do like the way you think, Clint Barton."

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