"Hey Natasha? What if I was James Bond?"
That question made Natasha quickly look at Clint with a face that looked like she was about to crack up laughing. "W-what makes you say that?" Natasha asked, pretty mush amused.
"If I was James Bond! He has a gun, I have a bow. He's cool, I'm cool, there's too many reasons to list!" Clint said, getting rather close to Natasha's face.
"... you're sounding like Tony right now." She said as Clint just leaned back.
"But still, I could be him!" Clint said, taking his bow out of nowhere, walking right in front of Natasha, humming the James Bond theme and just messing around with his bow.
"You are ridiculous, Clint." Natasha said, crossing her arms while watching Clint play around with his bow.
Clint then stopped what he was doing, "I'm not ridiculous! I am Clint. Clint Barton."
Natasha then stared at Clint blankly for 5 seconds before starting to laugh like a lunatic on the couch. "T-that.. was ridiculous!" Natasha said in between laughs. Clint then just pouted, threw his bow behind him and then walked away.
"Just wait Natasha. I'll be James Bond one day."