It might've slipped past Kate, but he hadn't missed it, and with a smirk, Clint just lightly slapped Kate's thigh instead of his own in a gentle mocking of her distraction.
"You keep it up like that you'll be thinking 'bout it all night." At this rate more alcohol wouldn't be needed to make it really interesting. "For now I'll just take one right here."
Clint just tapped on his cheek, smirking at Kate deviously.