He thinks the coast is clear, but no sooner than he sets foot outside of the shop he ducked into, someone's grabbed his wrist and pulled him into an alleyway. He blinks, suddenly finding himself being pushed into an alley wall by none other than Natasha Romanoff. For a split second his brain shuts down at the ridiculous thought that she's going to kiss him and all he can do is stare at her as she lays into him.

Then, her words catch up with the movement of her lips and he drags his eyes up to meet hers, just in time to see her look him over as if she's checking him for some kind of damage. He swallows, trying to force his brain into working again.

"Uh, no. I mean, no one told me that." It's not a great start. He tries to pull himself together, attempting to shrug off her hold. "I'm trying to find out where the bomber got the watch."

There, that was a little more coherent. He glances towards the opening of the alley. "Free Enterprise is following me." Though, he is pretty sure she knows that already. The memories from last night come to mind and he has to look away from her. It's too raw. Too real. And he shouldn't know about it, but he does.

"I'm fine. Are you?"