Maria sighs, and groans so darkly it's nearly a growl. Sharon's not sure she wants to admit just how arousing it is, but with the only light they've got being Maria's cell phone, and Maria's eyes meeting hers with the obvious question of "are you okay?", she wouldn't be surprised if it were unavoidable.
"Service?" Sharon grumbles, leaning against the wall of the closet with a sigh.
"Of course not. So now," Maria chuckles, "we wait for Hydra to find us so we can fuck them up and get the hell out."
"You always had more of a way with words than Director Fury," Sharon smirks.
"Is that so, Agent Carter?" Maria grins.