“Huh.” Barton mumbled as he look her over more closely. So the Wrecking Crew was back in town? Now we’re talking. Those guys were classic punching bags. Strong ones too. That would have been a fun fight. Just like the old days. “So you took care of them?” He asked a bit more bluntly than usual. Probably because it was hard to imagine Wanda drunk and still doing her Voodoo. If her other comment was meant to stir something out of him, then it failed. Her snark went right over his head. “Yup. Just..taking a day.” Clint said as he took another spoonful of Cherrio’s and munched.
It was her third statement that surprised him. Barton paused and let it sink in. He slowly lowered his spoon back down to the bowl in his lap and tilted his head in thought. “That bad, huh?” He said in a surprisingly sympathetic tone of voice. He knew she was lousy at hand to hand, but the Maximoff pride kept most of the other team from saying anything. “Alright. What did you have in mind?” He asked while thinking of over her schedule.