“Oh, well, in that case you did a wonderful job of preparing these crackers,” she replied, smiling a little wider at the act. Of course leave it to Clint to put the utmost care into something as simple as this. Two kinds of crackers, of course. Picking one up and nibbling at it, she looked down at the shirt she wore.

“That one?” she stated, shaking her head. “Sometimes it’s nice to have a quiet mission, but that one was definitely too quiet.”

Holding the other half of the cracker out to Clint, she gave him a look that pleaded ‘please? for me?’.