[ Clint has his hands tucked in his pockets as he wanders over eventually (leaving the bow at home but he still has a gun holster strapped to his thigh...back-ups are always good!) before his brow arches up at the sight of...Party Poison. He lives up to the name. ]
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[ Clint has his hands tucked in his pockets as he wanders over eventually (leaving the bow at home but he still has a gun holster strapped to his thigh...back-ups are always good!) before his brow arches up at the sight of...Party Poison. He lives up to the name. ]
It's not going anywhere anytime soon, yanno.