Wanda, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Natasha: Grey.
Yelena: Grey.
Wanda, turning to Y/N: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Y/N: Dark white.
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Natasha: Wow. That sweater is... adorable.
Y/N: I'm only wearing it, because my dad gave it to me, but thanks for the fake compliment. Good girlfriend stuff. Keep it up!
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Natasha: I'm very disappointed in you, Yelena.
Y/N: Come on, don't get mad at Yelena!
Natasha: Y/N, stop telling Yelena it's okay for her to punch you! She needs to learn not to punch people!
Y/N: But I'm not a person!
Yelena: Which is why I punched her!
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Y/N: Well, I signed us up for dance lessons.
Wanda: Ooh. That could be romantic. What kind? Salsa, Tango, Waltz?
Y/N: Breakdancing!
Wanda:
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*on a mission*
Natasha: This can't get any worse, can it?
Y/N: Sure it can, just give me a minute.
