[Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers drive up to New Jersey pursuing a lead]
Natasha: [about Natasha kissing him] Was that your first kiss since 1945?
Steve: That bad huh?
Natasha: I didn't say it was bad.
Steve: Well, it kinda sounded like that.
Natasha: No, I was just wondering.
Steve: That was not my first kiss since 1945. I'm 95, I'm not dead.
Natasha: Nobody special, though?
Steve: [chuckles] Believe it or not, it's kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience.
Natasha: Well, that's alright, you just make something up.
Steve: What, like you?
Natasha: I don't know. The truth is a matter of circumstances, it's not all things to all people all the time. And neither am I.
Steve: That's a tough way to live.
Natasha: It's a good way not to die, though.
Steve: You know, it's kind of hard to trust someone when you don't know who that someone really is.
Natasha: Yeah. Who do you want me to be?
Steve: How about a friend?
Natasha: [chuckles] Well, there's a chance you might be in the wrong business, Rogers.