oh, there was a lengthy, one-sided discussion about that before he was allowed into the apartment. she's fairly certain he'll follow her rules. ）
you do know we're not all as fast as you, right?
（ it's a good challenge, so she sure as hell going to try. Peggy waiting for her is a powerful incentive. ）
if he favors me over you, then clearly the answer is he's an idiot.
（ truthfully, that goes for anyone or thing. there's no contest.
that's the bait. and with no one noticing who she is, Natasha grins down at her phone, weaving through the crowd of pedestrians during the morning rush. ）
бо́лее + пожалуйста
with enough practice, i know you'll get the pronunciation correct.
[Ma'am he is a cat. Firm discussions are considered optional suggestions to them, at best. But, she appreciates the efforts Widow.]
Painfully aware, but I have faith in your abilities.
I'll set the table so it's ready whenever the precious cargos arrive.
[And so that they can near immediately start eating. The serum metabolism is no joke. Often, she feels like a soccer mom with snacks for just her own hanger curing.]
Funny. I would have said the same thing.
[The next text has a long delay because MA'AM. Ma'am. That's... Brazen and exceptionally hot, which honestly sums up Nat pretty well.
And she's typing for some time. No she's not flustered! (She's absolutely flustered.)]
Seems the translator is broken. You're going to have to explain those to me when you get here.
（ hey now. she can be very persuasive. even with a cat. ）
next time i'll make sure not to wait to order breakfast. and you don't need to set the table. i went ahead and told the restaurant to throw in some disposable plates and silverware.
（ at the delayed response, Natasha's confidence wavers. to an extent. wondering if she might've been too bold. causing Peggy to take a step back.
but then Peggy's reply tells her she hasn't. because while there's a chance the translator is broken, Natasha knows Peggy understands how a search engine works. ）
is it? wow. what shit timing. but sure, i can teach you. i'll warn you, though. it'll be a thorough lesson.
[If anyone can train a cat without magic or mind control, it's Natasha. Peggy's certain of this.]
You're a doll and I appreciate you. Have I told you that recently?
[Because despite how flustered she currently is thanks to Nat's saucy comment, she's glad for the spy's shove in that direction.
Still, as exciting as the prospect of thoroughly learning the proper applications of the provided words, Peggy's nervous. This is new. Delightful, but unexplored territory.]
From you? I'd expect nothing less than thorough.
And I'm liable to need quite a bit of coaching.
[But she's a quick learner, as Widow knows by this point.]
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（ she knows what Peggy meant but couldn't resist.
oh, there was a lengthy, one-sided discussion about that before he was allowed into the apartment. she's fairly certain he'll follow her rules. ）
you do know we're not all as fast as you, right?
（ it's a good challenge, so she sure as hell going to try. Peggy waiting for her is a powerful incentive. ）
if he favors me over you, then clearly the answer is he's an idiot.
（ truthfully, that goes for anyone or thing. there's no contest.
that's the bait. and with no one noticing who she is, Natasha grins down at her phone, weaving through the crowd of pedestrians during the morning rush. ）
бо́лее + пожалуйста
with enough practice, i know you'll get the pronunciation correct.
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[Ma'am he is a cat. Firm discussions are considered optional suggestions to them, at best. But, she appreciates the efforts Widow.]
Painfully aware, but I have faith in your abilities.
I'll set the table so it's ready whenever the precious cargos arrive.
[And so that they can near immediately start eating. The serum metabolism is no joke. Often, she feels like a soccer mom with snacks for just her own hanger curing.]
Funny. I would have said the same thing.
[The next text has a long delay because MA'AM. Ma'am. That's... Brazen and exceptionally hot, which honestly sums up Nat pretty well.
And she's typing for some time. No she's not flustered! (She's absolutely flustered.)]
Seems the translator is broken. You're going to have to explain those to me when you get here.
To help me practice.
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next time i'll make sure not to wait to order breakfast. and you don't need to set the table. i went ahead and told the restaurant to throw in some disposable plates and silverware.
（ at the delayed response, Natasha's confidence wavers. to an extent. wondering if she might've been too bold. causing Peggy to take a step back.
but then Peggy's reply tells her she hasn't. because while there's a chance the translator is broken, Natasha knows Peggy understands how a search engine works. ）
is it? wow. what shit timing. but sure, i can teach you. i'll warn you, though. it'll be a thorough lesson.
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You're a doll and I appreciate you. Have I told you that recently?
[Because despite how flustered she currently is thanks to Nat's saucy comment, she's glad for the spy's shove in that direction.
Still, as exciting as the prospect of thoroughly learning the proper applications of the provided words, Peggy's nervous. This is new. Delightful, but unexplored territory.]
From you? I'd expect nothing less than thorough.
And I'm liable to need quite a bit of coaching.
[But she's a quick learner, as Widow knows by this point.]