“Guns are great for regular situations, but there’s nothing like the bulge of a hand-gun to ruin the lines of a dress.” She waits until it seems to be her turn again in this game of target practice, smirking at Chloe’s words.

“Surprisingly, not the first time I’ve heard that.” There was nothing wrong with a little flirting, although odds of it going beyond that were rather slim as it wasn’t a mission. She was a natural at playing the game, though. Being the tease no matter the sex because training died hard and you never really knew when that could come in handy. Pull it to earn a few favors.

Once the second knife finds its mark, Natasha is quick to slip another out of its hiding place - this time in her boot - lining it up and letting it fly with a little extra spin.