"No, no, no, I can totally do this!" Clint says as he cautiously approaches the 600lb blue and green striped tiger-with-wings that is watching him warily.

"I'm not saving you if you get mauled," Natasha warns, her arms crossed and her expression dubious.

From behind them both, Steve rubs his forehead in annoyance and says with a sigh, "Fucking AIM."