"Stop squirming!" she hissed, her legs tightening their hold on him just a bit. Ultimately, it did little good as Clint continued to move beneath her as he reacted to the information she had shared with him. A startled gasp slipped past her lips as he started to go down and her fingers automatically gripped the edge of the window a little tighter but all it did was delay her own fall slightly. When she fell, she landed on mostly on Clint, leaving them a tangled mess of limbs. Her left knee, however, hadn't escape damage completely, having smacked it off the concrete when she'd landed.
The sudden fall caused her hat to come free and her hair tumbled out of its restraints, and destroyed any hope they might of had of not being recognized by the two inside. All Ade had to do was look out the window. Whimpering slightly at the pain in her knee, she tried to untangle herself from Clint, unintentionally squirming against him. "Bloody hell," she groaned, still her movements to ease some of the discomfort in her knee.
Adrian took a step back at the noise, glancing toward the window. With his back turned, he hadn't seen anything. The noise, however, was hard to ignore. At Emma's question, he shook his head. "I apparated out of my flat. They couldn't have tracked me," he responded, moving to look out the window. Frowning at the sight of two individuals below, he sighed and took a step back. The pile of blonde hair was indeed, a dead giveaway.
Moving to the back door, he opened it and stepped out, Emma following behind him. Standing at the top of the stairs, his arms crossed over his chest, he raised an eyebrow at the both of them. "Was there something I could help you with, Clint? Lexi?" To be honest, he was surprised Marcus wasn't in the mix, as well.