He laughed some. "Duly noted there Hulk," he said, smiling. Hearing what he said about his home, Clint shrugged. "Maybe. I mean, if you're up for it we could always ask one of the magic people to conceal this from prying eyes. Let you have your peace and safe place to stay," he suggested.
Seeing the Hulk move back, Clint lifted his glass some. "Doubt you'd need help but if you do, give a shout buddy," he called after him. With that he fell silent and finished the last of the beer he had taken, wincing. He was not going to be having anymore of Hulk's stash and would stick to the vodka for a strong drink.