Well, at least the two of them were both on the same page, even if it was a page that wasn't going to be vocalized. More like a secret note with faded pen ink that had been folded into so many squares and then stuffed into a locker. I like making you laugh, do you like making me laugh? Check yes or no.
"You know," Clint said, puffing up a little with obvious pride over doing such a noble and heroic deed for Bucky. What a great friend he was. So good. Captain America would be proud. "It really just depends on your preferences. Me? I'm hanging mine up and looking at it day and night. But I can see the appeal of wanting to keep it fun and fresh and just pulling it out for a review every now and again. What should we do next? Find some you art? Get lunch? Go raid every public and nonpublic spot for coffee?" Listen, Clint had some plans here.