Marcus smirked at that, letting Clint get it all out. He had his opinions on what was going on and what would go on, but it was much more entertaining to watch it all unfold. It was one of those situations that would boil under the surface until all hell broke loose and he happened to like chaos. Still, he supposed it wasn't the best place for his friends to be, but what could he do.
"She'd be pissed you just said you don't have time for her shit," Marcus laughed, amused. He also added in a shrug about having crossed that line. It was what it was. Finishing off his drink, he set the empty glass down on the table in front of him.
He smirked at the glare and shrugged. "It's the downside of the job, keeps your arse in shape. Don't complain."