Callie excused herself to go get a few minutes of quiet in the ladies' room and get herself another drink. She'd only been gone a minute when the auctioneer stood in front of a podium and gathered everyone around so they could start the auction.

"I did say to, not in," Clint pointed out with a raised eyebrow in her direction. "Besides, you know Coulson, he wouldn't reduce you to a hysterical puddle unless you really messed something else, which you've never done."