Who: Clint and Phil When: Friday, June 10th, 2016 Where: Clint's current residence What: Visting Rating: Low
When the door opened, Phil would be standing there, dressed not in his usual suit and tie, but brown shorts that went down over his knees and a light blue t-shirt. It was an odd look for the man that most agents had only seen in either a tac suit or the non combat, more formal kind.
He made sure to keep himself in front of Clint as he spoke, his lips clearly in view for lip-reading. "I've brought food and drinks," he said, lifting one brown paper bag. "Something a little alcoholic, but nothing that will give anyone memory loss." The other bag was lifted. "And I have what Fitz has claimed to be the best fighting game ever. Apparently, you can rip someone's spinal cord out as a finishing move. I'm kind of curious to see it in action."