While the two of them were fighting the Iron Soldiers, Happy struggled to look away from the rearview mirror and not think about the rustling in his ears, but he could still smell the woman's perfume.
This wasn't any less stimulating than the humiliation he had suffered last time.
Thus, when he parked the car in front of Hammer's New York branch several minutes later, his face was as red as the day he had been humiliated.
But the moment he got out of the car, he looked at Natasha and asked, "What are you wearing… Wait, are you a superhero too?"
Natasha had changed out of her secretary suit and into a tight black combat uniform which highlighted her curves and her cold features. Happy felt that he needed to calm down.
Ignoring him, she continued walking.
"How are we going to get in?" Happy could only change the subject and follow her.
Natasha was too lazy to look at the fatty. "Through the front door."
Happy: "What?"
