"Oh, no he's not. You're his human. I just happen to have magic to make toys," he scratched the sides of Lucky's neck for a moment before letting the dog be. Then he wandered back over to the cauldron to add the next ingredient, letting it stir a couple of times before flipping his hourglass. Well, there wasn't an hour in it at the moment but he could change that as needed. Right now, he needed about twenty minutes.
Then he said to Clint, as he headed the other man's direction, "See anything you find interesting? I'm happy to tell you about any of it." Really, just talking about magic with a Muggle as enthusiastic as Clint was a good time. And he had been very careful not to ask if he'd 'seen anything he liked' because that was just... No. Just don't.