[Rumlow's not worried about Kenzi finding out, either. It's hardly something Chase would want to advertise, nor something he can imagine coming up in conversation, even if Chase were drunk. He drums his fingers absently against his glass, arm resting on the bar. Rumlow looks Kenzi over, as if assessing her for his answer. He lifts a shoulder.]

Booty call is just sex, and you're too fun to reduce us to just that. Friends with benefits works for me if it works for you.

[Rumlow isn't looking for a relationship either. Mostly because he spends way too much effort in courting the Soldier, coaxing him out of his shell. If he's in a relationship with anyone, it's him.]