Swearing quietly to herself, Callie gathered up her things and went to go find out what her new mission was and hope she didn't muck up too badly.

Barton restrained himself until a little after lunch time. And then he dropped down from the vent in the little office, somehow carrying two to-go cups with him.

"Don't worry, I remembered, switch to tea after lunch unless it's a bad day," Clint said, because clearly this was something that had been brought up often.