Natasha turned her head and saw a handsome man with blue eyes and brown hair, who had muscles and was giving her a small smile.

"And who's tab would that be on?"

"Yours." He replied with a smile.

"Really?" Natasha laughed.

"Na, 1 pint and one gin and tonic for the pretty lady." He told the bartender.
"I'm Lance." He said whilst gesturing his hand out to shake with Natasha.

"Natasha Romanoff."

"Yeah, I know. Your that only female Avenger. To be honest, I didn't know wether to call you an Avenger or a really beautiful woman." He smiled.

"Really? For someone I've never met Lance, am I allowed to say that you are very handsome?" She said whilst sipping her drink.

"I would have told you sooner, but your I was kinda scared of your boyfriend."

"Huh?" She asked almost spitting out his drink.

"Captain America, isn't he not your boyfriend?"

"Steve? What no. He's a teammates/ close friend. Why would you think that we where together?" She asked.

"Just a guess."

"Well, you guessed wrong."
Natasha said with a soft smile.

"That's good. That means I don't have to worry about a 6ft guys with muscle crushing me."

Natasha laughed and smiled at him.
"Well, Lance, that's enough about me, how about you. What your job?"

"I'm work for Tony, he has Stark Industries all over the world, and so I work for the one in Downtown Manhattan."

"That's really cool." She said.

They spoke and danced until the party was over.

"How about we talk more, how does tomorrow night sound?" He asked.

"I'll be there." She smiled.

They swapped number and she kissed him cheek.

"See you next tomorrow ." She smiled.
"Next tomorrow it is." He replied.

Natasha' shut the door and turned around and saw the gang looking at her with a sly grin on their faces, other than Steve who kept a straight face.
"What?"

"So I see you've met Lance?" Tony said whilst losing his sly grin.

"Yeah. Oh yeah, I forgot he works of you." She reminds."He's taking me out tomorrow ."

"Is this our Red, going on a date?" Clint joked.

"Whatever Clinton. Now I have to pre-pare myself for a date on tomorrow She smiled.

Natasha glanced at Steve and sighed and went to her room. She took her phone and called  Maria.

Natasha: Maria, the best thing just happened.

Maria: What is it?

Natasha: Do you know Lance, works at Stark Industries?

Maria: Yes.

Natasha: He asked me out, and on tomorrow we are going to dinner.

Maria: No, way.

Natasha: Yes way, but..

Maria: What?

Natasha: Steve,when Lance left he was being really quite and he didn't say anything, unlike one-one else.

Maria: Maybe he didn't and doesn't like Lance.

Natasha: But why not? Lance is sweet and amazing. I though Steve would want me to be happy.

Maria: Natasha, you really aren't going to let Steve get you, are you? If you feel like this, then tell him.

Natasha: Maybe.
You know what, I will. Thanks Maria.

Maria : Anytime.

She hung up the phone and went back upstairs to the lounge where everyone was.

"Rogers, a word."