[So Kate, being Kate, totally has a key to Clint's apartment, and she totally lets herself in whenever she wants. Today, she's got Lucky at her heels, and she figures Clint is out Avengering, but she can just wait for him to get back and drink all of his coffee while she does. She swings open the door, and she's taking off her helmet as she enters the living room when she sees... orange. And wings.
Kate jumps, nearly dropping the helmet as she does.]
Who the hell are you?
[Eloquent. She's not reacting more violently because he's just lounging on the couch, and Lucky, being Lucky, is bounding over, tail wagging so hard it's a blur.]
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Kate jumps, nearly dropping the helmet as she does.]
Who the hell are you?
[Eloquent. She's not reacting more violently because he's just lounging on the couch, and Lucky, being Lucky, is bounding over, tail wagging so hard it's a blur.]