"Never for fun." Clint declared with a relieved smile. Glad she dropped the previous subject. It was funny how people could get the wrong idea on things like that. Anyway, he ordered a new drink and tosses the soaked napkins into the trash. "I've done my share of crazy things though. We all have." He confided trying to be as mentor like as he was capable. Which was still rather piss poor. A big kid was still a kid. "Trust me when I say you've got a better head on your shoulders than I did at your age."
He ignored her bit about struggling with economics class. He just couldn't relate. High school dropout, remember? But she didn't need to know that. Hell few people did. And Clint liked to keep it that way. It was one of the more embarrassing things about him. "So are you here with little Cassie? I haven't seen her here yet." He asked while briefly wondering why he hadn't seen her yet. She was usually attending these sorts of things. Kind of reminded him of the little brother from Speed racer. The one that tagged along everywhere and would hid in the trunk? Heh.