"That would help," she agrees. (How is this Clint's fault? She's not questioning that it is, just's just curious.)

"I'll keep that in mind." She hangs back a bit while he shops, only stepping forward to answer his questions. And to suggest he get a nice case for it; given his lifestyle...

"Yeah. Just wait until you figure out how to sync it to the ship's computer. You'll be able to look things up from anywhere." Of course, if someone else gets a hold of his phone... maybe not. "You want to call Clint and tell him the good news?"