video;

[untilitkillsyou]

[Jason doesn't know his video feed is on, so what you all see if him moving around his place wearing an apron as he cooks something up to eat. Other than the apron it's just a pair of jeans and a gray t-shirt.

And what's this? Jason Walsh is trying to sing as he's cooking. This what he gets for not being careful putting the device down. So now he has scarred anyone that looked with his singing and what is supposed to pass as him dancing around the kitchen before the feed cuts off.]

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voice;

[theassassin]

[Not scarred as much as amused that Barton's face twin is dancing around and singing. She's not sure if she's ever pictured Barton doing it, but the visual has helped considerably.

Natasha is just going to ask:]

What's for dinner?

voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

[Jason stopped what he was doing a moment when he heard the voice before answering.]

Steaks, baked potato.

voice;

[theassassin]

[Too bad she couldn't see that. The most likely momentary stiffening pause while he possibly cursed himself for not paying more attention.]

Does it always come with a show?

voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

Show?

[Yeah that took him a moment and she couldn't see it, but he was facepalming hard now. He was able to spin that however.]

Depends on what kind of show you like.

voice;

[theassassin]

[The amusement is obvious in her voice; she'll bite, but sadly for him and for very good reasons, she won't likely be going passed a little bit of merciless teasing.]

Well, I'm partial to a variety of entertainment, but I'm sure the details could be worked out, but you'd at least have to provide me dinner first.

voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

[He chuckled softly.]

I could provide dinner either way. With or without entertainment.

voice;

[theassassin]

Now, that might be an offer I'd be willing to accept.

voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

Anytime, I cook most nights. I'm Jason by the way, don't think we've met. Or I can't tell by the voice anyway.

voice;

[theassassin]

How fortunate, I eat most nights. Let me know, I bet we can work something out.

Natasha. Haven't actually spoken before, but I've texted- after the Cornflakes incident.

voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

Ugh let's never speak of that again.

voice;

[theassassin]

I promise not to bring it up, it was however the only point of reference for previous interaction.

Re: voice;

[untilitkillsyou]

Well now we have me embarrassing myself.

voice;

[theassassin]

I thought that was what you were doing when I first spoke up.