Takes place during Captain America: The Winter Soldier
"Oh honey. That shirt with those shoes? Please... I can't even look at you right now! I'm gonna get rid of it for you. Here. That's a better pair. Come on!"
"What...?"
Ex-Agent Maria Hill was hustled inside the shoe store they were standing outside of a moment ago by one Dr Robert Bruce Banner. Currently flailing around foppishly with a camp gay accent. If he was in a slightly less rumpled, slightly more figure fitting suit, she would totally buy him as Tim Gunn's more approachable disciple.
He reached for the pair of shoes beside her, muttering under his breath as he pressed closer to her. "Don't look now but across the street, top floor. Sniper."
Maria nodded. "It's a bit shiny isn't it?"
He smiled. "Don't worry about it. But if you're still worried, I'm sure Antonio have something to take it right out."
Maria tried on the pair and did a little twirl in front of the mirror, catching a glimpse of the flare of scope lens in the reflection.
"I think I'd like that."
Bruce nodded and placed a call to Tony.
Maria left with a pair of Louboutin on her feet and Bruce doing a running commentary on everything everyone is wearing wrongly by her side.
Apologies for using gay stereotypes & offscreen assassinations.