"Before there's any more 'addin' to the pot' lets go on upstairs. I'm rightly sure if Little Mac came in he wouldn't wanna see none of these shenanigans." Her amusement clear in her tone. As she began to wrangle them up toward the stairs. Arm still around Maryanne's waist, the other brushed against Clint's back.
"'Cause I can tell you two are goin' to be trouble makers already." She teased. They had opened a door that had been shut before, it seemed. AJ was glad of it, but at the same time she didn't want to expose the older version of her son to too much. Even if he was spending time with Tim tonight.