Y/N: Wanda has no idea I'm high.
Wanda: You're high?
Y/N: Oh, I'm sorry.
Y/N, leaning over to Natasha: Wanda has no idea I'm high.
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Wanda: Y/N? What are you doing here?
Y/N, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.
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Kate: Why would you think any of this was a good idea?!
Yelena: Probably because I'm a dangerous sociopat with a long line of violence.
Kate: Oh...
Y/N, from across the room: I don't understand how you keep forgetting that.
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Natasha: Is this your plan B?
Y/N: Technically, this is plan P.
Natasha: Plan P? Is there a plan M?
Y/N: Yes, but I marry Wanda in plan M.
Wanda: I like plan M.
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Peter: H-how do you ask someone out?
Y/N: Well, first-
Wanda: Don't ask her, she asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.
Peter: ... And you said yes?
