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Kate Bishop double checked her phone to make sure that she had the correct address.
She assumed that she'd be meeting Yelena at the New Avengers headquarters, but appeared to be outside a spa house. The archer knew she shouldn't have been too surprised; her past experiences had taught her to expect the unexpected when it came to the assassin.
Shrugging, she headed inside, where she was directed to a private room.
"Kate Bishop!"
Once the steam had cleared, Kate saw that she was standing on the edge of a pool filled with turquoise water, in which sat Yelena Belova.
A stark naked Yelena Belova.
"Oh my God!" Kate gasped, shielding her eyes and turning away. "I thought you said we were meeting at your office!"
"Welcome to my office!" Yelena laughed, splashing the water playfully.
"Shall I...err...leave so you can put some clothes on?"
"Oh, you're so silly, Kate Bishop! Take off your clothes, and join me."
Kate whirled around, blushing.
"Take off my...but I don't have a bathing suit with me..."
"Perfect! If you're naked, you can't hide any recording devices."
"But...I don't have any recording devices!"
"So there's no reason to keep your clothes on. Don't be boring, Kate Bishop! Do you want this meeting, or not?"
Kate squirmed as she dropped her gaze. She DID need this meeting. She was having trouble tracking down the hideout of her latest adversary, and she knew Yelena had the network to find her. But Kate HATED being naked, and even though the opaque water would hide her body, she would still feel embarrassed about being nude.
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