Clint nodded some as she spoke about AIM potentially building something. That would not bode well at all. "Any ideas on what materials and stuff they've been using?" Maybe the SHIELD eggheads could deduce what it was from that. Hearing though that one of the techs was sweet on her, Clint was a little startled at the bit of jealousy that reared up in him. He quickly pushed it down and nodded some.
"You should use that if you can do it without being suspicious. Guys love impressing girls."
At her question of his being the only one here he nodded. "For now. Others are coming in tomorrow afternoon." When her arms slid around his neck he slipped his own around her waist.
"Dr. Pepper and Coke," he confirmed. "I would have brought beer but, well working."