[ Natasha laughs a little as Carol pokes her, taking a short swig of her beer. Her open grin then melts into a suspiciously sultry smirk, and she pushes herself away from the counter towards Carol. ]
I don't know. I can be...pretty distracting when I want to be.
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[She pokes Natasha gently in the shoulder.]
Which you're not getting out of, by the way. If you're trying to distract me, it won't work.
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I don't know. I can be...pretty distracting when I want to be.