Natasha chuckles, pulling her case closer to the car and leaves it next to the back of the car so Toni can put it away. She's not going to do it herself, she's had a long flight after all.

Natasha leans against the side of the car instead of getting in. She slips her sunglasses off and perches them on the top of her head.

"You too," she means it, "It was fine. Can't complain."