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on the mere existence of Avengers colognes.
"Smell like four of the Avengers"?
Really?
No, that's just... [ MAKES A FACE. A REALLY WEIRDED OUT SCRUNCHED UP KIND OF FACE. ]
I can't be the only one that thinks that's just kind of ... creepy. --no, I really don't want to know. Seriously, no!
[ seriously for real this is a thing thank you think geek for making all my dreams come true ]
Really?
No, that's just... [ MAKES A FACE. A REALLY WEIRDED OUT SCRUNCHED UP KIND OF FACE. ]
I can't be the only one that thinks that's just kind of ... creepy. --no, I really don't want to know. Seriously, no!
[ seriously for real this is a thing thank you think geek for making all my dreams come true ]

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Your secret's safe with me, agent. [ A beat. ] You know, considering? He probably would be. I can see him eating this sort of thing up.
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Maybe I shouldn't. No need to inflate his already massive ego. [A beat.]
He really does smell like wheatgrass you know.
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Just ... this look. ]
I -- I got that.
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... Coulson.
Shit, they totally are. ]