Clint didn't so much care about escaping. For now his goal was to make sure it was an Avenger (or Peggy or--preferably--Coulson) who won and never had to go back in. After that, they could work on all the escape plans they wanted.

"Pretty sure that's what the ear plugs are for," he offered, looping the bag of throwing stars into his belt and gripping the sword in his left hand. Everything else got shoved back into the bag and slung over his shoulder. "I think I saw Stark going for the Cornucopia too, so we should have a few more supplies with us too."