"Oh, don't you think you're slinking out of this one, Sport," she said with a grin and clapped him on the shoulder. "There's paperwork and depos to give and I'm not going to slog through it on my own. I'll run up a proposal to my bosses on you being roped in, how classified you are. The per diem's pretty good, SHIELD won't starve you or put you in a Motel 6."