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I don't blame you, she's a heartbreaker.

You're telling me. How I heard, she's a bit'a table breaker too.

She likes to get underfoot.

Big guy like you tumbling down her way? Might'a learned her lesson.

[ Not that he's lonely or anything. ] So, uh, what'cha been up to?

She got out of the way pretty quick.

Nothing, want to get a coffee?

If you can spare the time? I'm all yours, Cap.

I let Bucky do the work. I'll even bring your new favorite dame.

Looks like the two'a are gonna be hanging out. Y'got anywhere in mind?

There's a big park called Xanadu, I'll meet you at the entrance.

Okay, Cap, see y'there.

[ He disconnects the call and heads straight out, the map something he's memorised even if he hasn't visited everywhere, and waits on a bench by the entrance. ]

[Crepe isn't pulling....until she sees Howard, that is. Then she yanks a little, meeting the immovable object that is Steve Rogers. He laughs and jogs up, and she attempts to climb up Howard's lap]

Bucky wasn't kidding. Hey, Howard.

[ The second the dog comes into sight, Howard pushes himself to perch on the end of the bench, leaning down to scoop her up while she attacks him with slobber. ]

He tell you I stopped by, huh? How's it going, Stevey boy?

[He unclips her lead - she won't run away, not with both Steve and Howard, and gives the lovers a second]

Well, it's kind of obvious when he spends most of the time when I get back scowling. I'm fine, though.

Find a job yet?

[ He's sorry, Steve, but while he makes the most of your dog, he's going to laugh at Bucky. ]

They guy loves me, really, he just ain't caught on yet.

[ Letting the dog down. ] Got my eye on that City Solutions place, thinking it could work out.

Oh, yeah?

[City Solutions. You know. The place where you and Tony hang out and try not ot talk about Howard.]</small. With Tony?

Tony works there, huh? Guy said he only dabbled.

[ Pushing himself up to his feet. ] Nah, some dame told me 'bout the place, figured I'd offer my services to the right guy.

[Damn it]

Good luck.

[He starts walking]

At least you've got some kind of plan.

[ Walking beside him, checking for Crepe, he gives Steve a pat on the shoulder. ]

Y'gotta be the first person here t'wish me luck, doubt I'll be needing it, though. Drivin' me 'round the twist not having somethin' to do.

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You want to see the armor that I got here? It's supposed to be bulletproof, but it looks a lot like the set you made me.

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.

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