Tony: Hey, guys, check it out. Pepper sent me the paper.
Natasha: Let’s see it.
Clint: Oh, yeah, that looks good.
Natasha: You make a very attractive couple.
Tony: Yeah, we look great together.
Bucky: We really do.
Tony: Imagine what our kids would look like.
Bucky: We don’t have to imagine.
Steve: I’m marrying him.
Bucky: We’ll see.
Tony: Ah, I’m really starting to feel this in my shoulders. You couldn’t give my a back rub, could you?
Natasha: That’s right; I couldn’t.
[Natasha is stabbing the air between Steve and Tony]
Steve: What are you doing?
Natasha: Trying to cut the sexual tension between you two. Unfortunately, it isn’t working.
Tony: How was I?
Natasha: Scattered. Annoying. Alternating between genius and bad puns.
Business as usual, then.
Tony: Okay. Now I’m scared.
Natasha: It’s okay, I’m here.
Bucky: Nat, you’re what’s scaring us.
Clint: I can’t tell whom you’re teasing. Is it Steve or Tony?
Natasha: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?
Tony: Hey, Clint, how tall are you?
Natasha: But you had sex right?
Tony: Well of course we had sex.
Natasha: Bruce and I didn’t. He fell asleep and I watched gay porn.
Tony: See, that’s what happens when you say ‘I love you!’
Tony: And there’s no repercussion for this?
Natasha: I will not punch you.
Tony: Oddly specific.
Natasha: I hope you have a good explanation for this.
Tony: We have three.
Bucky: Pick your favourite.