“As soon as you start paying.” Clint teased back as he opened and closed the pantry door for the third time. Finally after looking around rather stubbornly he settled on finding quality sandwich supplies in the fridge. And as it turned out the only real items left to make an awesome sanwich was some salami. Ah well, that would just have to do. “Want some?” Clint asked rather gruffly as he went about spreading the mayanase across the bread they’d laid out. He started spreading together the sandwich sauce as he watched her lean against the COUNTER. This whole training thing might take even longer if she was that beat up.
So Barton reached down to grab some sliced pepperoni to add on top of the lettuice. Wanda might not know it yet, but if he was going to make things spread then she was going to wash the dishes. That might have meant using the dishwasher but that wasn’t the point. This whole cooking thing was a team effort. He risked a glance a glance her way for a moment as finished the manwich. “You going to just stand there all day or what?”