"Jesus you're as stubborn as Clint," she muttered and sighed, digging out a napkin when he wiped his mouth with his arm. "You're gonna get mugged or worse if you keep blindly staggering around."
Speaking of mugging, her watch's alarm began to go off, a red light pointing at a pack of eerie gang-bangers. Looks like trail of the vampire drugs she tagged for SHIELD just went hot. "Looks like the party's starting over there." Great, drop the sick man or lose the druggie-vampires? Well, it wasn't like this one was going far, she'd be able to catch up, but her chembio doctorate told the sooner she got him fixed the better.