With a laugh, Natasha intercepts the glass that James had been reaching for and stands behind him. She puts her hand on the side of his face and tilts it up to her. "Open wide, James," she sings before pouring the shot into his mouth then following it with a kiss.

That done, she turns his head back towards the TV before sliding her hand down the front of his shirt to grope his chest-- not that there's much room, considering the way his physique is stretching the shirt out. Which isn't a complaint either.

She watches him as he watches the video of the two of them walking into this same hotel room and attacking each other, all from her purse's point of view. Natasha leans down and whispers into his ear. "Brace yourself, Bucky. Those girls look like they're going to get up to some very naughty hijinks."