Natasha laughed dutifully, trying not to flush. Becca's compliment was puzzling, because she hadn't had anything done, not even her nails, in quite a while, so she just shrugged it off with a small murmur of thanks.

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm too boring for anyone to notice, let along a big celebrity like Bucky Barnes," she told the younger girl with a polite smile. "We're just friends." Or, she hoped. But, different subject.

"Is your mom making her famous potato salad for tomorrow? I hope so. It's absolutely delicious, and I can never seem to get enough of it!"