Thankfully Clint didn't expect any more of a response from Steve at his texts, but at least he was alive. Possibly injured - it's Steve, after all - but alive. Having a set time to meet means Clint doesn't burst out of weapons assessment right off the bat, because if Steve really wanted to keep something secret, he wouldn't want to meet in person. Clint'll take it over a lot of other options.
Come 17:00 he's managed to grab something to eat really quickly thanks to the small kitchen on the ORANGE level as well as make another small trip. He's walking into the lobby of the wagon wheel a few minutes before the hour, that good blend of "on time" and "early." Steve might hear him coming but he'll definitely feel that small paper ball impact on his folder, either in the center of the folder or directly over any stickers or logos. It's Clint, he has to be a bit of a troll when he can.
"Hey, man," he says as he walks up, hands in the pockets of his jumpsuit. Entirely casual. Just your normal every day guy.
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Come 17:00 he's managed to grab something to eat really quickly thanks to the small kitchen on the ORANGE level as well as make another small trip. He's walking into the lobby of the wagon wheel a few minutes before the hour, that good blend of "on time" and "early." Steve might hear him coming but he'll definitely feel that small paper ball impact on his folder, either in the center of the folder or directly over any stickers or logos. It's Clint, he has to be a bit of a troll when he can.
"Hey, man," he says as he walks up, hands in the pockets of his jumpsuit. Entirely casual. Just your normal every day guy.