"Shower or bath", Clint answered with a little grin, remembering that Natasha had not been in the bathroom yet. There was just one little luxury that he had allowed himself to install in here, or rather had had installed, in exchange for a little help with bad guys, by a plumber in town. It wasn't exactly a Stark-sized luxury whirlpool, but it did well enough.

He got busy with bringing the dishes back to the kitchen before Natasha could ask and angled for a shirt and a pair of cargo shorts from his suitcase. Out of habit he was already searching for a basecap and glasses to go with it when he remembered they weren't undercover and didn't need to shield their faces the whole time. He stopped for a moment, the items in questions in his hand, still leaning over the suitcase and shook his head with a short smile. It began to show that he didn't really have much of an idea how it was like to be on holiday, alright.

There were worse things to get used to.

He left the things on the drawer for later, when it would be hotter and brighter outside, just to find himself reaching for his phone next to put it in a pocket of his pants. Rolling his eyes, he dropped it on the basecap and turned to Natasha with a little shrug.

"I'm definitely out of practice."