(R8CHel, GET LOST!)
[in case u wunted 2 no, R8CHel is a grl hoo keeps bugin da hell out a me, {R8CHel: I DO NOT BEN!!!!!!!!!!!!}]
(DAMN IT, YOU REVEALED MY SECRET IDENTITY)
Hawkeye's bloodshot eyes scanned the room. He was sure that the message had said to go to the Museum's Lobby, but he could see no one through the darkness that shrouded the small room. He was about to turn around when a Slade henchman jumped from the roof and blocked the only exit from the corridor. "Oh, crap, he we go again!" an annoyed Hawkeye muttered under his breath. A quick uppercut to the henchman's guts and he keeled over, opening a window of opportunity to drop all of his weight on the henchman's neck. He dropped to the ground as Hawkeye's bulk fell onto his unprotected neck.