Nat certainly didn't blink when Clint drank at least four cups of coffee with every breakfast he had the opportunity to and many more throughout the day, nor Steve or Tony, but his intake had dropped somewhat since waking up in Alpha. Whatever it was, the coffee-like stuff still wasn't coffee, and so his consumption had been cut in half.

That was still more than enough for the drug to affect his system.

It started slowly, so much so that he couldn't be entirely sure this wasn't just the natural effect of the caffeine-like substitute hitting him like it always did, but by the time he was finished "eating" and had made it to his service firm for the day, Clint was feeling like he maybe could plow through a wall like he'd seen Thor do a couple of times. For the moment, it was minor, a feeling of confidence and a slight increase in brain activity, with which came ideas - which meant that the first thing that he did when he got to the WEA was grab one of the laser-gun prototypes that they were supposed to be testing that day, a small screwdriver, and some wires, and start opening the thing to begin modifying it.

This would either go extremely well or exceptionally poorly.