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"Tough look, pal, I ain't available right now, but if y'leave a message I'll be sure to get back to you in a jiffy."

☎ Call.
✉ Voicemail.
⌨ Text.
✔ Action.

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Y'ditched the suit? [ Of course he's not a little hurt. ] Guess the modern stuff they got here's ten times better, huh?

I wouldn't have ditched your armor for anything. Truth is that it didn't come with me. Someone found my shield for me here.

Y'were wearing the suit? [ But he went down into the ocean with it. ] Lucky 'bout the shield. Who do I gotta thank for that? Ain't none'a that stuff left to make another.

No, just a pair of pants and a shirt.

His name is Mr. Orange.

[Sort of. Steve looks ahead to where Crepe is sniffing something]

That's a shame, buddy, but you're gonna have to show me this new one y'got sometime. Bulletproof, y'say?

Need t'get this Orange guy a fruit basket'a something.

That's what he said.

[Pause]

He didn't make the suit, he just found my shield, though.

[ Curious. ] And who made the suit?

[God, if only he could lie.

But he can't, so.]

Tony.

Tony?

[ The guy made out he knew nothing close to enough to make something like that. ]

What's with this guy?

[Argh the pain of hiding this]

Maybe he was being modest.

Didn't seem like the kind'a fella who's modest.

[Because he's not]

Who wouldn't be modest when they're talking to you?

[That was so forced it's ridiculous but Steve is hoping that Howard's ego dims his ridiculous genius for a minute]

[ Something's going on, Howard's suspicious face shows he's onto you, Steve, because everyone is being so weird around him whenever Tony is mentioned. ]

M'I missing something, Cap?

[Damn it]

If you were, do you think I would be the one to get it?

[Although Steve is way smarter than most people who just look at him give him credit for]

Kind'a seems like everyone's in on whatever it is. [ He's just going to side-eye him forever. ]

Crepe!

[Missy looks up from something dead she is sniffing and ambles back]

I guess I just think you two would like each other. He's a lot smarter than he lets on.

[ He looks over at the dog, makes a face at the dead vole. ] Ew, sweetheart, get t'hell away from that thing. She usually sniff dead thing?

[ He didn't like the guy... ] Y'should'a seen the engine he was working on the day I met him. Kind'a figured out he ain't the idiot he wanted me to think. [ He doesn't get why everyone's being so sketchy, though. ] Guess I gotta speak to him again, huh?

She's a dog. It's what they do.

[And a shrug]

Hey, listen, he just made my armor, that doesn't really mean much.

[Damn it why can't he just pass out?]

It ain't hygienic.

[ But it doesn't stop him petting her when she comes back to them. ]

Never said it did, Cap, y'ain't in trouble. [ Shrug. ] Wouldn't mind having a word with him anyway. Heard he might be the guy to speak to 'bout a job.

[Bless.]

You've never owned a dog, have you?

[ Subtle, Steve, subtle. ]

Nah, never had much time for one, move where the work takes me.

We never had one but there were always dogs around back home. They kind of smell everything. They also roll in everything.

Bet y'feed 'em when they came begging. [ It seems like something he would do. ] Y'ever need anyone to watch your girl, though? I'm your man.

I didn't. I was allergic. But Bucky did.

Sometimes I forget y'were a little guy. Speaking'a which, how's everything going? Still in order?

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