Well, well. At least the kid had moves. Clint watched the rapscallion clean up her little work place with a wide grin. So this was what it was like to look on as Rookies do their thing. He could get used to that. Clint Barton, trainer, mentor? It did have kind of a ring to it. There should be an Avengers Academy. Sure enough.
And yet, it was time to nip this little situation in the bud. "Up here squirt." He waved at the female mini me from up on the building's rooftop. As she turned to face his way, he smiled. Frankly, He wasn't entirely sure if he should congratulate her or tell her off? Let's find out what the kid's game was first. "Want to tell me what exactly yer doin?"