Oh good. As long as you're on the same page as the rest of us.

[The archer outright rolls his eyes as Rhodey goes on to so nicely describe where it is he's at, giving the other a dry look of his own.]

Descriptive.

[Finding a door, Clint frowns a bit before propping his tablet against something before trying to open up it up.]

If I can get this damn door open, I'll see what I can about finding you. How many layers do you have on at the moment?