"A professional uses their surroundings to their advantage at all times, Barton. Like I want to be the one lifting either of you two muscle brained fools." By now Nat has gone back to sitting in her seat, but has gone from tossing the dry erase marker up by herself to playing an odd game of catch with it with Clint while they're talking.

"Speaking of missions, things quiet over there or have you had to break out the Christmas presents already?" A peaceful Christmas or a whole lot of fun putting down some baddies--either way Nat hopes it's been a good Christmas for him.