Vision decided to alter his approach.
"Ms. Romanoff, why would one female refer to another as 'weird'?"
Nat looked up from her book abruptly, scowling. "Is someone around here talking about me?", she asks angrily.
Vision takes a step back, holding his hands up in front of him to appear non-threatening. "Oh, certainly not, Ms. Romanoff. The question is, hypothetical?" he questioned whether that was the word he was looking for.
Nat raises her eyebrows in curiosity, then lets out a short laugh. "Sorry, can't help you." She shakes her head.
Vision is frustrated, and it must show on his face, because Nat adds, "I have to know the context, you're not giving me anything!" She laughs at the look on his face.
"Unfortunately, Ms. Romanoff, I do not recall the context. It is a comment that has been living at the edge of my memory as long as I can remember, but, who said it and about whom I know not."
He wasn't entirely lying, but It was still obvious to Nat; she'd been trained in this kind of thing.
Nat bursts out in a fit of laughter. "Are you kidding me right now?" she asks. "Even if I could answer such a vague question, the fact that I know that you're lying to me vanishes any chances of my helping you. Now, I will give you one chance, if you're so inclined, to tell me the truth. I will help you, but know that if you lie to me again, you're done."
Vision turns quickly, letting his cape fly dramatically behind him, "Sorry I asked." he mumbles, then he storms off in frustration.
Nat looks on in shock for a second, before silently resolving that she will get the information out of the android eventually. She turns back to her book as if nothing had happened.