Clint had been in New York for a week now just in time for the chill of the early December air; a room was booked at the Affinia 50 Hotel a floor above Jade's room. He had spent his time when he first got there tracking her movements and trying to decide what he best tactic would be to keep her safe and complete his mission.
Fury had told him to do whatever he felt was necessary in order to complete his mission, even if that included divulging who he worked for, he just had to make sure that the terrorist group didn't suspect anything. Clint decided however he would use this as his last approach the less she knew the less of a chance there was they would find out who he worked for.
He noticed upon first arriving that Jade kept her entire days schedule in a small black leather bound book, the cover quite used looking and the pages torn and ripped some only seemed to stay in the book because of the bright green elastic band she had securing it tightly together. She planned everything from her morning coffee to her study schedule to her half an hour before bed tea and book. The best plan of action was to get close to her; this could probably best be done by "bumping" into her when she went for her morning coffee. She spent two hours in the morning at the coffee shop across the street working on her laptop before heading to NYU where she was teaching classes.
Dressed in a pair of dark wash jeans and a plain black t-shirt Clint got ready for his first meet with Jade. After brushing his teeth and putting on his shoes he grabbed a ratty looking dress jacket and while throwing it over his shoulder excited the hotel. He made it to the café with enough time to get a coffee which then was crushed against his body seeping through his shirt and scolding his skin.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Jade fretted grabbing a handful of napkins from the nearby counter and attempting to sop up some of the coffee from Clint's shirt.
"Don't worry about it, it's not too bad." Clint offered while peeling the wet shirt away from his body slightly allowing some cool air to relieve his burnt skin. Jade just looked up at him with a look that reminded him of her father, a look that said I know your lying. "Really it's fine." Clint lightly grabbed Jade's wrist and looked at her with a reassuring smile.
"Well if you say so." Jade backed away slightly and held up the wet napkins. "At least let me buy you a new coffee, and perhaps pay your cleaning bill."
"I take it black." Clint smiled and proceeded to take a seat near her regular spot. Jade sat across from him a few minutes later coffee in hand.
"I'm Jade by the way." She slid his coffee towards him and smiled lightly at him. Clint took this moment to take her in today her bright green eyes were hidden behind her heavy black plastic framed glasses. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a low and very messy bun. Her fit frame was in its normal boot cut dark blue jeans and form fitting turtle neck sweater to fend off some of the cold. Today it was red matching her red winter dress jacket.
"Clint." Jade's smile widened as she raised her coffee to her lips not taking her eyes off of him. She took a small sip and then rested her cup back down on the table.
"Well it's nice to meet you Clint."