Natasha laughed a little, "It is negative twenty degrees outside... We could go and sit by the fire... that least," She stopped at Clint cut her off by kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him as they continued to kiss. When she pulled away finally, she smirked, "gets you out of bed."

She kissed his cheek before she rolled out of bed and grabbed her bowl, "Bring your bowl to the kitchen?" she asked as she did the same with her's. Then she walked over to the couch in front of the fire place and grabbed the blanket that sat on the back of it. Wrapping it around her shoulders, she sat down looked into the fire. She sat there for a bit, before looking toward the kitchen, "Come on, Clint."