There was some yelling from down the line a bit, and Clint craned his neck to try and get a better look at what was going on. Had the people doing the robbing made a move? One of the cops nearest him muttered something about people in masks, and Clint took that as his cue. “See? My people are here, excuse me –“ Ducking under the police line he yelled back; “I’m an Avenger!” to someone who was protesting him being on the scene. “I have – ID!” Okay so right now he had his driver’s license with him, but that was in fact ID so he wasn’t lying, if someone thought that by saying “I have ID” he meant he had Avengers ID well – that was their interpretation of it.
He rounded the corner and more cops and –“Oh. Look. You.” His voice was flat. “What are you –“ He glanced around, one of the cops was looking at them a grim look on her face so Clint decided – reasoning with a fellow hero-type would go better than trying to reason with that cop. He grabbed an arrow and looked towards Silk and the just slightly open door. “Right, rush in and save the day, I like this plan –“ Was that her plan? Maybe not, but Clint thought it sounded like a good one.