Clint realized it was probably exhausting for her to watch them parade their conquests about day in and day out. But, she knew who they were and it was quite nice that she didn't try to change them. They liked to have fun and that was just who they were right now. No responsibility and father's who blatantly disapproved of their actions. It was perfect. Money, fame and looks might not be the important things in the world but they sure as hell made things more fun.
At her words, he frowned, not quite ready for the loss of her company but the geriatric was probably around somewhere. Instead, he brushed her hair off her forehead and stood, brushing a friendly kiss to her forehead. "I'll see you in the morning for breakfast than, yeah?" he asked, looking forward to that more than the busty blonde he was going to be with.
At her response, Clint smiled, gave her shoulder a squeeze and less than two minutes later was leaving the pub with a very bouncy blonde. Still, he sort of wished he'd just gone with Lexi and hung out on her sofa. He might need a night off soon.