Eames lofts an eyebrow, taking a sip of his drink with an easy smile, "experience suggests you're the one looking to be warmed up." He says it casually, as if they're talking about something as plain as the football. That's just his manner though; Natasha well knows how vulgar he can get in that same, casual voice.

"Business first, however," he adds before they get carried away with the flirting, "then we'll see what I can do about your, ah... Central heating."