Darcy gave the new guy - Barnes - the eye. She hadn't quite decided if it was a stink eye or a eyeballing of the hotty. Maybe a combination of both. She cleared her throat, and then liberated the cup of coffee from Clint's hands with a patented Darcy Lewis American Ninja Woman move. "Cool, thanks guy I don't know who hasn't bothered to introduce himself. Where's Clint's?"

She didn't like being ignored. And definitely not by cuties. And she grinned, just daring one of them to start up with her first. Sure, she wasn't some kind of super soldier spy assassin. But as she'd told Clint... she had a take no shit attitude, and that was really the most important thing.