Clint went over to make Tasha and himself plates, since he was pretty sure what she'd like and didn't by now. They'd had enough lunches he'd stuck around for on the set, catered affairs that were kind of weird, that he could do reasonably well.
And Bruce got a little smile and nod as he passed him by. Clint sort of felt the need to say something to the guy, welcome him to the insanity or something.
"So." He said to Bruce. "You look like the chaos took you by surprise. Kinda sorry we have to meet you like this then."