"I've heard they make a pretty mean salmon risotto."
Clint finally had opened his own menu after staring outside for half an eternity. He held it up a little higher to hide the hint of blush on his cheeks. He wasn't sure, he wanted to tell Natasha about certain company he had had back then on that evening, who exactly had been such a fan of rice and fish.
One of the few really bad down phases in his months in the area, just coming ashore from one and a half month without a break on his boat... Truth be told, he couldn't remember really much from that night except for not waking up alone but to some pretty unexpected bed companion. Which was in this case not due to some memory block but simply his good old friend Jack Daniels.
"You know me, me, I'm more of a cavemen. Give me a big chunk of meat and I'm happy. I'll probably just go with my swordfish steak again."
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Date: 2014-08-22 07:34 am (UTC)From:Clint finally had opened his own menu after staring outside for half an eternity. He held it up a little higher to hide the hint of blush on his cheeks. He wasn't sure, he wanted to tell Natasha about certain company he had had back then on that evening, who exactly had been such a fan of rice and fish.
One of the few really bad down phases in his months in the area, just coming ashore from one and a half month without a break on his boat... Truth be told, he couldn't remember really much from that night except for not waking up alone but to some pretty unexpected bed companion. Which was in this case not due to some memory block but simply his good old friend Jack Daniels.
"You know me, me, I'm more of a cavemen. Give me a big chunk of meat and I'm happy. I'll probably just go with my swordfish steak again."