You sit in a jet, returning from a mission. You're sitting next to her, and you look over at her, admiring her from afar. You've always thought she was beautiful, but now you're seeing her in a whole new light. She catches you staring and raises an eyebrow at you.

You and Natasha are sparring in the training room. You pin her down, breathing heavily.

You're sitting in a jet on a mission, the two of you are alone. You glance over at her, admiring her beauty. You're 25.