Now, how did he enter my bathroom?
Natasha thought as she stared at George while she held her towel to her chest as if it was going to fall from her body.
They looked at each other for a moment and realized that what was going to happen between them was nothing but a fight or an argument.
Natasha didn't look okay to have George in the room and George could see that through her expression but he was hoping that she wouldn't express her frustration about his presence in the room and choosing the clothes she was going to put on.
"What are you doing here? I literally locked this room so that you wouldn't enter but I still find you here. Why are you acting like a pest?"
She looked very uncomfortable or perhaps offended.
