Coulson listened attentively even as he drove. It was something that Clint often wondered how he did it, multitasked that way well enough that he could -and would- remember the details even though he hadn't written anything down.

The senior agent nodded once, tucking the chip away, giving Clint a sideways glance, "You have anything to add, Barton?"

Clint just shook his head, and even though his eyes were still closed, he knew the look he was getting, "No, sir. She covered all the important parts."