"You have to be good to pull one over on the god of lies," she points out. Would he mind if she cuddled into his side for a minute? Being 'on' like this, in public, is still so hard for her. A minute's reprieve would be helpful.

"Mm-hmm. He wants angel food cake with strawberries on top. But for you, I'll make some caramel apple slices too." Always, always, thinking of how to spoil her beloved brothers. It's important to her. "I'm assuming he'll invite you too."

Because let's be honest, Clint's getting his cake however this turns out.