"Aw, c'mon," Clint protests, "Manhattan's got mobsters, I've seen 'em. Kingpin, even." But hey, pastries. "Thanks. You wanna come upstairs? I could get some coffee going, pretty quick."

She asked a question, Barton. "Oh, yeah, Iowa. We're both from Iowa, turns out. But seriously, coffee? I got the good stuff." He's not lyin'.