"Enough in that pot for another cup?" Sam asked, not too hopefully.
"Huh?" Clint looked over his shoulder at Sam, down at the empty coffee pot and then back at his newly full cup. He hesitated. "Sure," Sighing, he strode across the kitchen and thrust his full cup into Sam's hand.
Sam started to protest, but Clint waved it aside. "It's my good deed for the day." He went back to the coffee pot and started to set up another brew. "Maybe it'll make up for the way the last one went sideways."
Sam took a sip of coffee. "Sideways?"