"You always have the best plans, dear partner of mine."

At the mention of certain perfect restaurants all around the neighborhood, Clint's stomach started grumbling at once and he suddenly was very much in a hurry to get dressed. A trip to the beach also sounded pretty perfect, but the walk down to Naxos and especially the way back up could be long and as Natasha said... They could use a bit of early rest today.

Fortunately, he had a solution for that ready.

"I'll wait outside."

This time basecap and glasses were taken along since noon heat was about to kick in, only his phone stayed were it was when he left, in a hurry to see if his beloved little baby was ready for a first ride. The little extension on the back of the house couldn't even be called a garage but for something that was more scooter than motorcycle, it did well enough. After giving it a few minutes to recover, the engine went back to work obediently and Clint could roll the little dark green monster to the front door.

"I'm afraid, I don't have helmets", he remarked, apologetically. "No one here is really wearing them. I promise not to crash us."