Kate sighed, and sipped some more coffee while Clint stared at her through half narrowed eyes.
"Okay, well, I do archery too."
"So?"
"Coulson's been training me."
"To replace me, right?"
"No. Just to help. Sometimes you're off, or busy, or drunk. He felt you can be, ah…"
"A liability?"
"That too, but he didn't say it out loud. He sent me to see if you'd come for a meeting this afternoon."
"No."
"Clint-"
"Don't 'Clint' me, you don't even know me."
Kate sighed, and set her mug down.
"You know, you're kind of a disappointment. I've looked up to you for years and, now I've met you, all I see is an overgrown kid sulking at the world."
Clint stared at her, open-mouthed, and then sighed.
"Do you like Dog Cops?"
"Uh…"
"I have it all recorded. I'm not going to a meeting, but, I guess I could help you out. I mean, I've got nothing better to do since the new Avengers are training without me."
Kate was slightly thrown by the change in direction.
"Um, okay."