I sleep on a bed of roses

                     he’ll laugh at that.                               ❝yea’, apart from tha’. i’ll help though.❞

      “Then no, I don’t have any         plans. I never have any         plans. It’s why I’m feeding         ice cream to my cat.”

                     ❛ After you.❜

                   “You know I thought moving                     here would be the end of                     my life. I’m glad to be proven                     wrong.”

          “–I lied, I didn’t anyone would actually lick me to find out.” 

         “What can I say, I live life           dangerously....I actually           want some pepsi now.”

                  “Technically I am both.  A mole in                    one, loyal to another. But does it                    even matter?    All I am saying is,                    that you should be more careful.”

                       “Were you following me?                         How many more of you are                         there?”

“  Well, it’s the building right behind you. But    they’re kind of useless… Why do you need    to go there?  ”

    “Oh! Just sort of orientation stuff--      I missed out on it before. I only      just arrived here last week.”

                      “You’re in a S.H.I.E.L.D hospital wing.                You were –uhh - kinda caught in the crossfire.                           – please don’t move. ”

                        “The cross-fire? Who’s cross-                           fire? I’m gunna....kick their                           asses.”

      “Have you seen a Lab run         by? One eye, little bit of         a limp?”

           “Oh! Um...not in recent             memory? I’ve actually             seen a lot of dogs today             but I think I would have             remembered a dog with             one eye.”

      ❝ a-are you S U R E ?? ❞

                 “Yep, happens all the                    time. Completely normal.                    ---....If you have any                    tissues though...”

“Which must not be too important.”

                    “Sorry, sorry -- um, no, no - it                      is important, I swear. It’s just                      that -- you’re--you’re Quicksilver,                      aren’t you? I mean, that’s what                      they’re calling you....”

Which is to say, Jason didn’t quite believe her the first time she said she didn’t see or hear a damn thing, and now…well, he’s just stubborn truth be told. && she knows some- thing.

She doesn’t mean to come off as  threatening - really, she was about as threatening as a corgi - but most of those...incidents gad been  genuine accidents. Some of them were on purpose, like the one last  night. But that had been in self- defense. Mostly.

                     ❝so – got any plans today? any’fin’?❞

             “You mean apart from feeding my cat                ice-cream and recording it?”

     ❝ is that B L O O D ?? are       you okay, ma’am ?? ❞

                     “What? Oh, yeah, no,                       it’s nothing, really. I’m fine.”

            “–you sure about that? Kinda              hard to miss. No offense or              anything.”

         “I...must have been listening           to my iPod too loudly. I didn’t           hear a thing. Nobody was hurt           were they?”