Clint "Hawkeye" Barton Retrieval Specialist

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“Yeah, that’s probably a good plan, given that they’re singing and dancing, mostly in unison,” he chuckled, “and who said I’d ever get caught? I’m very good.” He smirked slightly, cutting off another bite of steak. “Never seen it. Too recent, I think. I’ve never had much time for movies and stuff, but recently I’ve had even less.”

“Well, maybe we can make a little more time for some musicals. I’m sure we can fit it into your tight schedule.” Kate smiled, laughing softly, “We’ll get you off of that pick pocketing thing though.” She was being playful, yeah, but if he DID try to pick pocket someone in front of Kate, she’d definitely stop him. Friend or not, Kate didn’t put up with any kind of crime in front of her. 

"Sounds like fun," he replied, still smirking as he looked down at his plate to cut the rest of his steak into bites. "You're taking away all my fun, Kate. It's perfectly harmless. It's not like its hurting them. Besides, its kinda fun. And I don't even keep most of what I grab."

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“You’re taking all my fun away, you know. That’s just wrong.” He shrugged a shoulder, giving her a small grin. “Maybe I’ll come by one night then,” he replied, “Musicals are always fun. Especially the one with the giant man-eating plant. Although, you’d really think that one would realize that the plant is no good when it starts telling you to kill people. Or talking in general.”

“Hey I’m not going to start questioning the logic of musical participants.” Kate said, laughing softly, “And I’m keeping you from getting arrested, or from me having to handcuff you and take you downtown. Or something.” She teased, smiling, “Personally, I’m a fan of Repo.” 

"Yeah, that's probably a good plan, given that they're singing and dancing, mostly in unison," he chuckled, "and who said I'd ever get caught? I'm very good." He smirked slightly, cutting off another bite of steak. "Never seen it. Too recent, I think. I've never had much time for movies and stuff, but recently I've had even less."

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“Come over for movie night?” he replied, eyebrow quirking up again, “I dunno. Depends on what you’re planning on forcing me to watch.” He gave the waiter a grin as the food was set down before starting to cut apart his steak and taking a bite. He chuckled a little. “I’ve kinda discovered that, actually. They’re also incredibly easy to mess around with. And pick-pocket.”

“Okay well the pick pocketing thing needs to stop.” Kate said teasingly, “If you want to come over I mean.” She cut at her steak, chewing her bite before swallowing and continuing, “As for the movies, we do a lot of different movies, musicals, horror movies, action, pretty much whatever…” She said, taking another bite. She had a weakness for musicals and horror movies, so that was USUALLY what they were watching. 

"You're taking all my fun away, you know. That's just wrong." He shrugged a shoulder, giving her a small grin. "Maybe I'll come by one night then," he replied, "Musicals are always fun. Especially the one with the giant man-eating plant. Although, you'd really think that one would realize that the plant is no good when it starts telling you to kill people. Or talking in general."

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Clint grinned. “Sounds just like me. I don’t have movie nights though. Mostly because I don’t have a TV. I have other things for entertainment.” He shrugged a little. “So what’s different with you then? As opposed to the other rich kids, I mean. You’re very different from most of them.”

Kate laughed faintly, “Maybe you should come over for one of my movie nights then.” She offered, looking up when both of them were served their food, she waited for Clint to take a bite first so she could finish her statement, “Different? Well, besides the olympic level archery and swordplay, I’m not really that different. I like shopping and hanging out with friends and eating out…I guess its mostly just that I enjoy hanging out with people not from my same monetary class? Honestly? Rich people are boring.” 

"Come over for movie night?" he replied, eyebrow quirking up again, "I dunno. Depends on what you're planning on forcing me to watch." He gave the waiter a grin as the food was set down before starting to cut apart his steak and taking a bite. He chuckled a little. "I've kinda discovered that, actually. They're also incredibly easy to mess around with. And pick-pocket."

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“Please tell me that by raptors you mean birds and not cloned dinosaurs of some kind. Because I saw Jurassic Park, and that did not look pleasant,” Clint joked, scooting his glass around a little as he grinned. “Sounds like a nice life though, pet dinosaurs aside.”

“Oh, yeah, I totally have velociraptors at a ranch upstate. I named one Sheila, she’s really clever.” Kate rolled her eyes before laughing, “I have a red tailed hawk and a few owls.” She smiled, still playing with her straw, “What about you?” 

"Hey, just checking. You never know, really," he chuckled. "I have a couple horses, actually, out at the fairgrounds. Most of my time is spent training or working in some way. I don't really have that much downtime. And when I do I usually find something to do to keep my busy so I don't have to just sit around."

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Clint snorted, flicking the straw wrapper off the table where it had landed. “No promises whatsoever on that one,” he replied, smiling at the waiter as he came to the table and simply ordering the same thing as Kate; made things easier that way.  He grinned back at Kate. “So what do you do besides taking archers out to dinners absurdly late at night?”

 Kate laughed softly, playing with her straw a bit as it sat in her glass of water. She shrugged, mulling the question over. What was okay to tell him and what wasn’t? Considering what she had said when she offered him help, it was obvious that he already KNEW that she did some…well…less than safe things in her spare time, but, she figured a vague, normal answer to the question would be okay, “I like playing cello, shopping, and I have a few raptors upstate at my dad’s ranch.” She said playfully, “I also like long walks on the beach at sunset.” She added with a teasing tone, laughing afterwards.

"Please tell me that by raptors you mean birds and not cloned dinosaurs of some kind. Because I saw Jurassic Park, and that did not look pleasant," Clint joked, scooting his glass around a little as he grinned. "Sounds like a nice life though, pet dinosaurs aside."

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“If you say so, Bishop,” he smirked, thinking over her next words. “Pretty sure I don’t want to babysit a kid. I’m good with kids for short periods of time, not extended ones,” he replied, shrugging, “Guess we’ll see won’t we?”

“Try not to be such a jackass with her if you do.” Kate said, throwing a piece of her straw wrapper at him, “And I never really pegged you as being really all that good with kids anyway.” She said, looking up when the waiter walked over to take their order. Despite her appearance as a delicate debutant who probably never ordered more than a salad, Kate decided on the 12oz ribeye, because why the fuck not. Besides, she liked good food and this place was notorious for its really really good steaks.

Clint snorted, flicking the straw wrapper off the table where it had landed. "No promises whatsoever on that one," he replied, smiling at the waiter as he came to the table and simply ordering the same thing as Kate; made things easier that way.  He grinned back at Kate. "So what do you do besides taking archers out to dinners absurdly late at night?"

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Clint shrugged as he slid into his seat. “Long as you’re hitting back? Sure. Promise I won’t damage you or anything,” he replied, grinning as he looked over the menu. “I dunno, I think it would be funny if I just randomly showed up with a bow and convinced her to run away and join the circus with me. You think that’s a possible thing?”

“I think I can handle a little ‘damage’, tough guy.” Kate laughed softly, resting her chin on one hand and looking at him, “Hmm…I guess it depends on how old she is. You may want to ask when she’s about 11, she might actually take you up on it.” Kate smiled playfully, the idea of herself running off to join the circus with Clint was…actually kind of adorable to her, sort of. It’d save her from some of the drama her life was engulfed with once she turned 14 at least.

"If you say so, Bishop," he smirked, thinking over her next words. "Pretty sure I don't want to babysit a kid. I'm good with kids for short periods of time, not extended ones," he replied, shrugging, "Guess we'll see won't we?"

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Clint laughed. “Kick my ass, huh? Care to test that theory later?” he replied, following her inside with a grin. “You know, maybe I should look into this ‘getting a Kate of my own’ thing. Could be fun.”

“Maybe I do, you okay with hitting a girl?” Kate asked, flashing a smile before getting them a table. The place was quiet, dimly lit, but obviously classy. There weren’t any prices on the menu, usually indicating that if you ate here you didn’t CARE about said prices. She just sat down, opened the menu and browsed it, smiling when the other mentioned getting his own Kate, “Ahahaha, you need to warn her before you just show up on her balcony if that’s what you’re planning.”

Clint shrugged as he slid into his seat. "Long as you're hitting back? Sure. Promise I won't damage you or anything," he replied, grinning as he looked over the menu. "I dunno, I think it would be funny if I just randomly showed up with a bow and convinced her to run away and join the circus with me. You think that's a possible thing?"