He may not go into detail in explaining that comment, but she hadn't missed his return that morning from the tunnels and it had been pretty obvious what he and Jack were to each other. It wasn't hard to guess what that little smirk was for, and she laughed, understanding entirely.

"That doesn't mean you should miss out yourself. Some specialized training might do you some good. Do you have anyone helping you strengthening your muscles back up?" Working around and recovering from injuries was something both she and Clint had a fair share of experience in. Granted, Clint had a little more than her, but she was also used to being his partner through it as well.

She shook her head at the mention of the pies, looking bemused. "No, I'm afraid I missed that. So you know how to bake as well as make a mean cup of coffee? I think I've hit the jackpot. Pastries are not one of my talents. I was figuring I'd have to make a deal somehow with the bakery next door."