“Don’t worry, we can work it off later,” she said with a grin.

Setting the containers aside once the food was divvied up, Natasha removed her chopsticks from the package and broke them apart. She was pretty much an expert at using them by now, but she had barely gotten one bite in before Clint had at least a quarter of his plate cleared. Life had taught him to eat when he could, to not give anyone a chance to take it away, while Natasha had been trained to be delicate and to look alluring and attractive, even while eating. Of course this was training that Clint made it easy to brush aside, and when she looked over to see him shoveling his food into his mouth she grinned before taking a much larger and ungraceful bite herself.

Fixing her eyes on the screen, she delighted in the opening credit sequence. No matter how the rest of the movies turned out, the opening credits were always a good watch.