The sound of doors locking electronically immediately captures Natasha's attention.
"Nat! Nat, where are you?" Sharon yelps, as concerned as her partner that their mission suddenly sounds like a bad sci-fi film.
Clint would argue there was no such thing, but it wasn't that rare that she was the only one of them who was right about something.
That was far more rare with Sharon. They tended to be on the same page - perhaps something to do with being sexually in sync?
For now, though, there are multiple doors separating she and Sharon, and Natasha has to break them down.