"Maybe. If I thought you could give a decent one," Rebekah said. It was impossible to find anyone good enough to do her nails anymore. She was stuck with having to do her own. She had managed it over the years just fine but Clint had already ruined her nails today and now he was getting on her last nerve.
"I want Stefan Salvatore and Elena Gilbert dead. Find them, kill them, bring me their heads and I will release you from any debt you have to me. You and Natasha and James may go off and live your lives. I will not bother you again." Which also meant she would not be there the next time Clint got himself into a scrape that he couldn't get out of. But he never seemed to appreciate her assistance anyway.