"I'll need something for me, too, or I'll drive myself up the wall and see how quickly even I can wear on your very last nerve, and no one wants to see that." They have a good track record. Very few blow ups. Though even thinking about that makes Clint's hands itch to knock wood. Feels like they're due a dust up.

"If you're gonna get bored, why get a place in the middle of nowhere anyway?"