Clint had heard Natasha pass by to the bathroom but thought, she was already busy back in the bedroom when he suddenly spotted her from the corner of his eyes, just about to close the now empty suitcase and throw it in the next corner. Eros Ramazotti and him had just come to the mutual agreement that Clint could do a pretty passable harmony part for his greatest hit, complete with a sexy swinging of his hips and a candle bearer substituting for a mic. For a moment he nearly choked on his own words... But Natasha at least didn't look she had come to throw something blunt at his head to make him shut up.

And really, she had caught him in more embarrassing situations.

The candle holder was placed back as discreetly as possible, with a rueful grin. But because they had just reached the bridge which happened to be his favorite part of the song, he just kept on going, pressing his hand to his chest like a bad extra in a cheap Shakespeare piece to make her laugh.