He wasn't about to bring up that he was joking -a lot of people around here were very literal a lot of the time, and Clint just stopped really pointing it out.
So, they didn't really get anything to work with, but at least it ruled out someone or something attacking -it was most likely a case of the Grimoire being it's usual self and fucking with them. "Which means they're either kidnapped by annoying magical means and being held somewhere, or they're already dead and just waiting to come back." The delay on that was complicated sometimes.
Sometimes it was one day, sometimes it was a few, sometimes it happened near instantly. It was hard to tell, and who knew what happened between times. "We should scout the rest of the city for something that might stand out."