Prepping for the party
"Hey kid..." Clint hesitates, after opening the door.
"Can you zip me?" Genevieve asks.
"Yeah." Clint says, walking up to her. "You look good."
"Coulson insisted on a black dress." Genevieve shrugs. "Thanks though."
Clint's fingers grab the small zipper, pulling it up the fabric of Genevieve's dress.
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"You able to hide your-?"
"I don't care what I'm wearing. I always find a way, to hide my knives." Genevieve turns around, lifting the slit of her dress.
"Seems higher than usual." Clint raises his eyebrows.
"Well you won't miss them now." Genevieve smiles.
"Can you hide those, even in lingerie?" Clint asks, following Genevieve out.
"Ha, ha!" Genevieve mocks. "I know you want to witness that."
"For science." Clint shrugs.
"Mhm." Genevieve rolls her eyes.
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"You two remember the plan?" Steve asks, stopping Genevieve and Clint.
"Get close to Lane, and look for the enhanced girl." Genevieve crosses her arms.
"Lane has ties to this enhanced woman. He's part of the key, to get to her. She's labeled as friendly, until proven otherwise." Steve reminds them.
"We got this Cap." Clint nods.
"I'll be listening from the jet. If anything-"
"There isn't room for mistakes." Genevieve sighs.
"Alright, let's go." Cap nods, leading Genevieve and Clint out of the tower.
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"Stark is actually letting us, use his toy?" Genevieve asks, boarding the jet.
"What Stark doesn't know...?" Steve shrugs.
Genevieve nods.
"Strap in kid, we're in for a hell of a night." Clint chuckles.
Genevieve sits next to Clint, as they strap themselves in.
Steve starts up the jet, and "gracefully" flies to their destination.