“Oh yeah? Were there specifics? Did you leave him with plenty of caffeine?” Summer glances up from her laptop, grinning. “Or is this him doing that thing where he’s afraid he’ll screw it up if he tries to … make his friends be friends?”
“I just called him genius and mentioned that I wouldn’t want to get between him and his coffee. Don’t know, I would like to know you better though, both of you. I didn’t leave any coffee actually. damn. What’s his favorite brand? ” Clint’s planning on dropping by the shop before going back to bother him.
“You might need to go a bit farther afield than the corner shop, honey,” Summer teases. “Tony gets Kona coffee delivered from Hawai’i every couple of months.” She closes the screen down and folds her hands under her chin. “So what do you want to know that you can’t find in the SHIELD files?”
“Oh yeah? Were there specifics? Did you leave him with plenty of caffeine?” Summer glances up from her laptop, grinning. “Or is this him doing that thing where he’s afraid he’ll screw it up if he tries to … make his friends be friends?”
Summer admires honesty. What comes so naturally to her, she knows, isn’t natural to most people — especially not the people she tends to associate with the most. The courage and deep knowledge it takes to be completely honest, knowing that it’s a double-edged sword, is something she values deeply in people.