[Her mouth curls in a grin when he describes the scene and she takes another bite of the dessert, humming thoughtfully as she considers it. There's days that she thinks she might actually want to take a vacation. Being alone with her thoughts and nothing to do isn't exactly her idea of a good time, but she can see the potential inherent in having Clint there.]

I don't know. Bet we could find some trouble to get into even on a private beach.

[The grin widens for a moment as she turns her head to kiss his jaw.]

If not, I can always kick your ass between margaritas.