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[knowthyexits]

Sarah is starting to think that she's going to do something very stupid soon.

She's supposed to be going to a music hall with Coulson and she's milling around an avenue filled with shops and peeking in the windows of clothing stores and wondering if she's supposed to be getting dressed up and if she does have to get dressed up, she needs to find something. Or? Or she could not show up.

That would be terrible though, and she's not perceiving any kind of threat that would make her bolt, so this is nerves talking and Coulson has made it clear that they're not going on any kind of date, so why the hell is she nervous, god damn it.

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[motherfuckaa]

Hank had always wanted to try Madonna's cone bra, just to see what all the fuss was about.

Holding it over his chest, the rest of the shop patrons showed him little to no attention. It was definitely the kind of thing that needed a second opinion.

"Sarah?" Hank peered out the window, his feet starting to follow his gaze. "Woman! Perfect timing." He showed off the bra. "Opinion, please."