The coffee had been at the Starbucks her entire life. Waiting. A literal cup with her name on it. Or something. Clint frowned. "No, not you. I know what to get you. Unless you want something here. I guess you could let me know. But no. What should I get Thor? Tony? Should I get something for Sharon? I don't even know her that well." He sucked in a breath, looking for all the world like he was on the edge. "What should I get Jamie?"