Girls' Night

"To a successful heist, and a well deserved girls' night," Felicia toasted, as she clinked her champagne glass with Mary Jane's and Natasha's. The trio were sitting in the jacuzzi on the balcony of the penthouse apartment the two thieves shared, celebrating a heist that gone even better than they could have hoped. The bikinis each woman wore left very little to the imagination.

"There's still a lot to be done," Natasha pointed out. "But we made quite the breakthrough today."

"And we're going to make an absolute killing on the black market," MJ said. "There was some really valuable stuff in that gallery. Osborn loved his collectors' items."

"Y'know, Fisk has his own little museum," Felicia mused. "Maybe we could pay it a visit sometime."

"We may have to," Natasha said. "There's a good chance we'll be hitting plenty of Fisk's properties before this whole case is over."

"I nearly forgot! The best part of all of this? We have a new thieving buddy!" Felicia proclaimed.

"I'll drink to that," MJ added as she felt herself loosening up, thanks to the effects of the champagne. "To Natasha!"

"To Natasha!" Felicia hollered. The trio laughed loudly as they clinked their glasses together again. Natasha blushed, flattered by the kind words.

"You know," Natasha began as she, too, began to loosen up. "We've been talking about the case non-stop all day. How 'bout we talk about something else?"

"That's a good idea, Nat! This is a good time to get to know each other better. Why don't you ask me and Felicia something?" MJ suggested.

Felicia eagerly agreed. "Ooooh, I like that idea! How 'bout it, Nat? You can ask us anything."

"Uhhhhh, anything?"

"Why not? We're all friends here!" MJ exclaimed, the champagne clearly numbing her inhibitions.

Again, Natasha blushed a little. She wasn't in the business of making friends... but MJ wasn't wrong. She couldn't remember the last mission she'd had this much fun on.

"Um, OK. Here goes..."