The archer looked at her and nodded "I will keep it a secret, though I still have no idea about all of this." Clint knew all of this was rather confusing for him. He was looking around.
His stomach growled. "So much for relaxing. I never seem to be able to, things always happen."
Clint knew he was hungry after all that.

Sinead gave Clint a grateful smile. “Come on then, I know a great place for food. Usually it’s supernaturals only, but they’ll make an exception for the guy who helped save the world.”

Taking his hand she tugged him away from the unconscious teen whose mother had been the first to arrive on the scene. Sin leaving her jacket behind. She could always get it later. The wolf pack knew how to find her if they ever decided to return it. It’s only a few blocks from here and the service is good, I promise you won’t find friendlier staff and patrons anywhere else in New York.”

Clint still felt a little bad for the boy, but tried to push that out of his mind. He was looking around as they headed out looking for anything else off.

"Ah I see, sounds good." He gave a faint smile and followed her. He noticed that she left her jacket behind for now.
He still was wondering what she was.

The tiny restaurant Sin brought him to was lively. They even had a special table reserved for her. She had been right when she had said that those of the Supernatural variety would let him in without much issue. They had taken him and Sin on the spot despite the fifteen minute wait for the others that had been waiting.

"Order anything you'd like." Sinny said with a grin.

Clint was looking at her "Alright." he whispered. The man was looking at her. He sits down and looked at the menu. He seems glad to be spending time with her.
He orders something when she has picked as well.
"I can still help you pay for lunch if it is too much."