"Willis. Verity." Pause. "Yes, she's regist-don't give me that, I wasn't alive for that mess." Pause. "No, her power's not useless." Pause. "No." Pause. "'Had to invent a--' Reed, I'm going to bring you a Skrull steak, and I'm going to hit you in the face with it, and you can tell me if it's hypothetical then."

A few moments later, Clint emerges, coming down the stairs with a groan of, "arrogant son of a--..." Glancing sheepishly to Verity and Jim, he asks, "so... how much of that did you guys hear?"