Chapter 66 - Acting Cheeky (1/2)

Chapter 66: Acting Cheeky

”How do you… Oh, the Captain America Exhibit! I have to admit, while many people visit that place all the time, I doubt most have such an eye for details!”

Coulson looked back ahead of him, not trying to hide how much he loved this car: ”Don't worries, the Current Lola is not a unfinished prototype or concept car; she is very safe and reliable, and very fast.”

Saint smirked answering: ”Worry? You seemed to have forgotten, Coulson. If this car was to fail, the only one in risk of falling to their death is you.”

”….”

Half an hour later, Phil landed Lola at the gate of SHIELD's Headquarters, and Natasha was waiting there for both of them, seemingly for a good while. She greeted Saint who descended from the car saying: ”Welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters!”

Then she turned around to Coulson saying: ”I'll take over from here on out.”

Coulson nodded, and said: ”Tell the…”

”Wait!” Saint did not want to interrupt the two, but he said: ”I said I'll come with him to see Nick Fury!”

Coulson was slightly surprised, but inexplicably, a little moved. Nevertheless, he explained to Saint: ”Sorry, Saint, the details of your case have been promoted to become a level 10 secret, and I'm only a level 7 Agent. This can only be dealt with by Agent Romanoff.”

”That's your problem, not mine.” Saint confidently said: ”I will not accept any change of the conditions already set.”

Poor Coulson glanced at Natasha, as if helplessly saying: ”You deal with it!”

The latter frowned and she turned around and walked away two steps. After saying something in her earphones, she returned saying: ”The director agreed; you can come with us, Coulson.”

”No, no, no!” Saint shook his head, and once again pointed at Coulson and then at Natasha: ”He takes me in, you stay!”

Now that she was obviously targeted by Saint's refusal, Natasha became rather annoyed. However, being the professional she was, she acted as if nothing was serious, and she said she said raising her eyebrow: ”Saint, what do you mean?”

”I just don't want to be around someone who could shoot me at anytime…” Saint was now being cheeky, and said what he knew that no one would believe: ”It would make me nervous. When I'm nervous, I might act very inappropriately!”