"Fruitful haul. Not getting all the calories a growing boy needs while sightseeing, huh?" He's seen Steve eat. It could be considered a drawback of super metabolism for a super soldier super body, though Clint's of a mind that being able to eat a metric ton without consequences is a positive. Must be hell on a grocery bill, though.

He does as asked, chucking all the not-food in a bag, ignoring the naproxen for right this moment knowing it is definitely not for Steve, and shoves everything else in the space that's ostensibly a fridge. Steve will find there's not much in there to start with. Bottled water, mostly.