First image of Scarlett Johansson in ‘Luc Besson’s ‘Lucy’.
'Lucy' comes out on August 8th and the first trailer is due to hit on April 2nd.
He had to admit it, he was nervous. He hasn’t seen Natasha in a long time, hasn’t spoken to her for more than ten minutes. If they had a conversation, it was mostly about SHIELD, The Red Room and nothing else. A bit of ‘how are you’ and that’s that. Nothing else.
Even nervous, he was ready. He missed her, and wanted them to be like before. If not, atleast friends.
Waiting in a black suit, white shirt and black tie, the only thing on his mind was how to act, what to say. It’s a good thing she didn’t agree on going to a restaurant, he probably forgot his manners and how to hold a fork properly.
When the door opened, an instant smile appeared on his face.
”Don’t mind if I do.” Sassy, yet classy. For now. With a smile, a grin escaping between his lips he walked inside, his sight not leaving the female.
”You have a nice place here, really nice.” He said, tossing his sight around for a bit before it returned to the female. ”But not as nice as you.”
Natasha blinked in surprise when she took a first look at him, fingers drumming nervously against the door. Out of all things that she could have completely forgot, she failed to recall the most obvious of all of them; she had wanted to pick a decent outfit for this evening, but after spending so much time preparing their meal, the clothes she was wearing ended up being a pair of jeans and a tank top.
“—You’re starting early with the compliments. Should I be worried?” Her face was back to normal when she spoke again, lips curving slowly into a teasing smile. She closed the door behind them before taking a few steps forward to stand by his side. No matter what, he always managed to make her feel at ease, even in situations where she would usually tense up. “The living room is just down the hall. I need to… do something else, so just make yourself feel at home—I’ll be back in a minute.” With a small nod, the redhead walked back to her bedroom, hands tucked into her pockets.
When Natasha finally managed to come back to the room, the casual outfit had been replaced with a knee length skirt and a shirt; and, if someone paid close attention, they could smell a perfume that hadn’t been on her skin before. Fingers playing with a few strands of hair close to her neck, she offered James the most sincere smile. “Sorry, I figured I wasn’t dressed properly—I’m all good now. Want to go have dinner first or do you want to sit down and talk for a while?”
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