Clint had stuffed his mask back into his jacket pocket, because it wasn't as if they really needed it any more, and video or photographic evidence of what was about to transpire wouldn't help their case any. Besides that: it was just damn annoying in the first place, "Whoever comes through second." He replied with a crooked smile, "Lady gets first dibs."

The first one through the door was Zorro McBeefyarms, followed by The Runner™ and one of the bartenders who was apparently the actual backup. Something that Clint would kick himself for later for not realizing it earlier.