Kate Bishop on a date with some guy she just met, and because they live in Marvel’s New York, it’s pretty expected for a first date question to be, “Who’s your favorite supe?” And Kate wants to say herself because she fucking loves her job and knows she’s awesome at it, but she knows it’s too close to saying she’s a Supe, so she says her favorite is Clint!Hawkeye because it’s not like Clint is subtle or anything, and the guy asks why not lady!Hawkeye, and that leads to Kate saying, “Um, I think she’s just Hawkeye.”

“No, I mean, she’s got to be like Lady Hawkeye or Hawk girl or something, right?”

“No, I think she’s just Hawkeye-Hawkeye. No gender associations required.”

“I think it’s Miss Hawkeye.”

“Okay, first of all, it’s NOT any of those. It’s HAWKEYE. JUST HAWKEYE. Because there is nothing inherently masculine about HAWKEYE as a damned name. Second, if it was gonna be something like “Miss Hawkeye”—which it’s NOT” it’d be “MS. HAWKEYE” because the nature of her romantic relationships isn’t known, so you can’t say for certain if she’s married or not.”

And then Kate would go home and call Clint and be all, “OMG WHY DO PEOPLE THINK I’M GIRL HAWKEYE.”

And Clint will have no answer because that shit sounds dumb.