The moment that Seth's jaw drops Natasha knows that he's recognized her, and she's a little frustrated with herself for not expecting that beforehand. Of course he recognizes her, her face was probably plastered on every news station around the country, and that's assuming that something else more important has happened that's pushed her to second tier. She stays collected, because it's not Seth's fault that she hasn't bothered telling Jasper or Alice about her alter ego, and it's not that she's exactly hiding it. She simply never found it relevant.

"Well then, it looks as if the briefing will have to take place here, unless you'd prefer me to speak with you and your pack alone. And that's a shame." Her eyes move to the large wolf and her sweet smile is still in place, voice nothing less than diplomatic. "I've only heard good things about all of you." It's a blatant, bold faced lie that she delivers with such democracy that accusing her of falsehoods would come off as nothing less than crass and unjustified, but she barely lingers before her attention is back on Seth. He's the one worth concentrating on here, apparently.

"Considering that the Cullens are the only ones I know and the others that I've heard about don't sound particularly enjoyable, I'm inclined to believe your reasoning." And then he asks, and despite herself Natasha finds herself smiling a little and looking downcast for only a moment. "I see that you've been watching the news. Yes." She looks back at Seth without hesitation. "But people usually call me Natasha." Her grin turns somewhat impish, and she gives Seth a little wink. Nothing wrong with using her own reputation to her advantage. "The ones who call me Black Widow usually don't stick around."