It was Clint's turn to look annoyed now. He looked at Wanda with outward frustration for a moment. She had no idea what he'd had planned for them for the day. All that squawking about surprise romance and now she just expected him to deal with her dip-shit brother. Well, fuck that. Clint turned around went for his keys and headed out for the door. "You two have fun. I'll be back later." There was no way in hell he was spending anymore time around Pietro then he had too. The guy was trouble plain and simple. The twins were fine when they were separate but the second you got them together that silver haired runt started just draining the life out of Wanda. Maybe there was a good movie playing. He could try to catch it before seven.