The only Marvel comic I read with any regularity is Black Widow, and this is for obvious reasons. Busty redhead killing Russian robots in the snow. Duh.
The “Kiss or Kill” arc is some decent 007-ish spy stuff, as Black Widow must defend a journalist/son-of-influential-dead-Senator from nefarious forces and himself. Pursuing them is Fatale who, it later is determined, is actually on their side, kinda. . .
It ends with everyone having to change clothes in a luxurious hotel. Hey, I didn’t write it!
