"Yeah. Not a lot to it." Hmm. What was that little snort of hers for? Clint smiled to himself briefly and wondered why she thought his lack of social graces was all that funny? It's not like it was some big secret. He was what he seemed at the end of the day. A beat up old circus kid with an arrow gimmick. Funny, always seemed to have something to prove.
"Don't worry. A Barton one isn't much better." He replied as he lifted his glass for a quick cheers. He took a long swig and wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand. A sign of slight buzz. "There's not a lot more going on right now. I mean other then the job." He a gave a low huff then. He turned to glance back at the crowd and smiled. "But I do always try to get Jan something. Just another gift card to some fashion joint. Haha. I'm sure she's sick of them by now. I've been getting her and Steve the same thing for years. Just terrible at shopping, Kate. Terrible."