[Small crowds, the hawk drew crowds. That was why he was the hawk. So when a fellow agent approached him he had to follow. All smiles. Chicago called him the night owl. He'd always assumed that meant he was some kind of nerd.
Not today. today he looked angry. Taken aback, Clint followed.]
You wanted me to buy you a round of seltzer water all you had to do was ask. [He clapped his hands together] is it a lead? Something good? [Something good on the horizon. A chance to wash away the recent stench of blackmail that the mob held over him.]
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Not today. today he looked angry. Taken aback, Clint followed.]
You wanted me to buy you a round of seltzer water all you had to do was ask. [He clapped his hands together] is it a lead? Something good? [Something good on the horizon. A chance to wash away the recent stench of blackmail that the mob held over him.]