"They might," Clint said, because the easiest thing to do with obvious facts were to just disagree with them and call them opinion. Didn't matter anyway. He doubted quite highly Jamie was wandering around reading muggle medical journals on the specifics of food poisoning through eating cookie dough.
"Cold pizza? How terrible." Yep, there was some sass to those words, and Clint smirked at Jamie before pulling him in closer and going to down on his finger again. Except this time he actually went for sexy and added some tongue.
Pizza was totally as legit cold as it was hot, after all.