Oh. It's gonna be a genuine joy to see you try to out drink me, Chuck. You can bring your angry looking friend too. He seems like fun. [ So much sarcasm even as he's bleeding profusely. Clint's just special like that.

He shuts his eyes tightly as he tries to block out a shooting pain that's currently overtaking his brain. ] End of the hallway. Door to the right. Stairs take you up. Try not to bump your head at the top, man.