That's For Me To Worry About, Natasha

"That's a whole troupe you brought in." Natasha commented the moment Queenie sat in front of her, causing the latter to chuckle softly.

Although inconspicuous, Natasha could still make out the dozen guards Queenie had brought with her. It was weird for such to be noticed, so she guessed Queenie asked them to reveal themselves on purpose.

"All my life, my elder sister has tried to kill me. It's normal that I'm wary around her." Queenie replied and reached out to take the menu.

Natasha had a surprised look as soon as she heard those words. She had to glance behind her to see if there was someone else listening to their conversation.

When she saw no one, she turned back to Queenie who had her eyes buried on the menu. "If there's anyone who should be scared of being hurt, that should be me."

Queenie laughed lightly but didn't look up at her. A waiter walked up to them and Queenie pointed to a few dishes. After she was done, the waiter turned to Natasha.

"What do I get you, ma'am?"