New York City, Thursday

[so_hawkward]

Rooftop potlucks were a typical event at Clint's apartment building, so he hadn't been terribly surprised that Thanksgiving was treated as a more special version of that. There weren't many residents who had family around to visit, or to invite over, but that at least meant they were spending the holiday around people they actually liked. It also meant Kitty was getting a lot of fascinated attention, which Clint was trying not to notice or worry about. Besides, he had bigger things to worry about, like the fact that Grills had somehow acquired a deep fryer for the turkey, and was poking away at it.

"Are you sure those things are allowed here?" he asked for possibly the third time. Or fifth.

"I told you, it's totally safe up here. And besides, the cops have better things to do on Thanksgiving than come up here, and they certainly ain't gonna arrest you, right Hawkguy?"

Clint... wasn't entirely sure about that, to be honest. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, awkwardly ducking away to look for Kitty. Someday, that answer would get old, but he was pretty sure it was still okay now.

[For Kitty! NFB and all that jazz.]

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[throughaphase]

"Not an ex, no. Why was there attempted smothering?" Note that she didn't assume he did something to earn that.

[so_hawkward]

"Um, she might have been an international criminal," Clint said, giving Kitty his most adorable look. "There was some bad intel, I thought the mark was a guy and... yeah."

[throughaphase]

Luckily Kitty didn't really care about the girls that came before her, but sigh, Clint. "See, this is why it's a good thing you found me. This sort of thing only happened once, right?"

[so_hawkward]

Clint had to think about it for a moment, but he finally nodded. "Yeah, it wasn't a regular thing, thankfully. You've definitely raised the average standards of women I've been with."

[throughaphase]

"I'd say so, if you had to think about that," Kitty teased. Well, half-teased.

[so_hawkward]

"I kind of have a weakness for pretty women?" You know, in case Kitty hadn't noticed. "And unfortunately, my line of work doesn't always put me around the best women. Now I don't have to worry about that."

[throughaphase]

"So if your line of work put you around a not-so-great woman..." She totally trusted him, she just wanted to know what he'd say.

[so_hawkward]

"Nothing would happen now," Clint said, because even he knew there was no other right answer but that. "I'm not gonna wreck this if I can help it."

[throughaphase]

"Good," Kitty said, ducking in to kiss him lightly. Deal with it, neighbors. "But if you wake up with my name on you one morning, this story is why."

She was probably kidding? It'd probably be in Sharpie anyway.