So Bobbi had been in the bathroom, but she also stopped at the counter for to order a milk shake. Sure it was freezing out, but not as cold as friggin Siberia. So there was that.
Making her way back there was a young blonde standing there talking to Clint, and her curiosity was instantly piqued.
"Why, honey bear," she said in a bit of an overly exaggerated saccharine tone, "you never told me you had a sister."
She knew damn well he didn't have a sister. Family was an awkward topic for her husband, but she knew the only sibling he had was a brother.
Bobbi plopped down in her seat. "I'm Bobbi." She said introducing herself, figuring Clint wouldn't. "That lug's wife."