"Well, that is fine, because I happen to be able to operate with just one hand." Clint just smirked, pressing a quick kiss of his own to Kate's temple before taking her through to the kitchen while Lucky tried to find whatever he was looking for.
"Did you talk to your friend before they left?" He figured that it was maybe not that surprising that some people just got fed up with this place, especially with how ridiculous it got at times. It probably sucked when people moved away, but it wasn't really something you could hold against anyone. Was it?
The coffee was fresh in the pot, the alcohol had not been added despite the previous mention of it, and Clint didn't bother pulling away while he got her a mug and grabbed the fridge to offer creamer or milk for her? "What's your preference?" Which would be remembered for later.