“I’m here to see Mr Stark, whom might you be?”

>>State your reason why, and remove the keys from the inside of your jacket pocket.<<

→ Having wasted no time at all to plunder the delicious meal before him, with a full mouth he looked up, blinked and responded, “Ab missbion?” → This friendship/partnership/knightship/fishing ship/ whatever they’d decided to label it was moving fast. Clint was unsure about saying yes because it was so sudden, but at the same time his inner gut craved adventure and the satisfaction of helping someone in need. And what happened if he flatly said no? He waited to give any more comment until he swallowed his first bite of food.

→ “I’m gonna need more details than just that. For starters, what’s your name. And for seconds, what kind of mission? Where? Who? When? Why? How?“

>>I am Cameron Stark.<< Cameron introduced herself before giving the archer a nod. >>There are people creating - attempting to recreate the drug that will give them the effect of Doctor Banner. They must be destroyed before it can proceed any more.<<

The cyborg looked over him and slid her hands into her pockets. >>I require an eye in the sky.<< She offered a small smile. >>If you say no, then I will speak to my father about ways to bribe agents better.<<

Madge frowned slightly but pressed on. “Okay, we’ll get you a big purse and some flats, that way you can be lethal and alluring at any party you go to.”

>>I do not understand why you are wanting to change my appearance.<< Cameron said flatly. >>Jeans an simple shirts have done no wrong to me.<<

"I highly doubt that sweetheart". Pepper said as she sat down only looking up once from her phone to get a good look of Cameron.

>>If you would like view them, they are laid out in my bedroom. New ones as soon as possible would be very useful. Under garments are not practical .<<

“It was more the fact that you’re related to Tony Stark and Pepper Potts that gave me that idea, actually? It seems like you would need to get dressed up often with them as your parents.”

>>Define related.<< Cameron retorted under her breath before looking down at her shoes. >>A dress will not allow me to store guns and ammunition. Nor will it be correct to wear when I am on a mission.<< 

→ He reached out to collect the bag. On opening it, Clint’s features changed. A smile spread from ear to ear. He was giddy. Free food was free food.

→ “Can’t let this go to waste, now can I?”

>>Excellent.<< Cameron let a small smirk grow on her face as she watched as he observed the archer. >>As a thank you, I want your help on a mission.<<

“Yes, but they’re also very pretty. Plus, they look perfect with this dress I picked out for you.”

>>What about my visual appearance makes you think I want to wear such ridiculous attire?<<

→ Sounded like an offer he could not refuse. The urgency to say ‘GIMME’ was teetering at the tip of his tongue. But how was that being polite? → “I’m….listening…”

Cameron stepped into the room and held out the paper bag once more. >>There is also an apple a yogurt included. I did not make those.<< 

→ “ And what if I don’t wanna?”

>>You will be missing out on an immaculately made egg and water cress sandwich.<<

“Not really. Heels are meant to make your butt look good, not be comfortable.”

>>They are impracticable and uncomfortable.<<