(Tag: Peace on Us)

"Margaret, I didn't know you cared," Hawkeye drawls, oozing up beside her at the party.

She bends a dry look in his direction as she sips at her drink. "I just didn't want you carried off after what you did for us. That's all."

"Sure, Margaret." The ridiculously cheesy grin he gives her draws out a smile in return. His eyes turn solemn, though his smile stays in place. "I'm glad I have you for a friend."

She bumps her shoulder against his in a companionable sort of way. "I kinda like you, too."