"Let me stop you right there," Natasha said, stepping around the front of Tony so that she could stop him in his path, dropping any faux amusement so that he would know she was being serious about this.

"Steve doesn't hate you. If he did, he wouldn't be cut up so much every time you lace into him, and he wouldn't have asked you out. In case you haven't noticed, he's the most annoyingly honest guy in the world. If he hated you, he'd tell you."

She hated being this honest about feelings, it gave her hives. Urgh. "Maybe think about that for a while before you get the pity party into full swing, okay?"