[Tony has a phone up for a signal check at that exact moment and when he hears his name, he lowers it and jerks back.]
Whoa, personal space bubble here.
[It's not you, it's hi-- Tony stops. This guy looks familiar. The kind of familiar that reminds him of his father and that's not always the best thing. Deep seated issues of misplaced affection aside, there were files he'd seen in his consultant role with S.H.I.E.L.D. talking about supersoldiers and the history of the projects. Top it off with the fact that this face, plus a ridiculous costume, had been plastered all over war bonds advertising during WWII and he now knows he's familiar.
Tony looks at Steve, then down at his phone. He shrugs and pockets it.]
That settles the age-old question of if there's cell reception in hell or not, but I've got to say something here. I would have thought a boy scout like you'd have gone the other way, if you catch my drift? [And he points up, just to make it clear.] Which you might not, since --[He's not looking so much like he's seen a ghost as he's kind of uncomfortable with this. He gestures towards Steve, then scratches the side of his jaw.] How old would you say you are right now? Give me a ball park figure here.
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Whoa, personal space bubble here.
[It's not you, it's hi-- Tony stops. This guy looks familiar. The kind of familiar that reminds him of his father and that's not always the best thing. Deep seated issues of misplaced affection aside, there were files he'd seen in his consultant role with S.H.I.E.L.D. talking about supersoldiers and the history of the projects. Top it off with the fact that this face, plus a ridiculous costume, had been plastered all over war bonds advertising during WWII and he now knows he's familiar.
Tony looks at Steve, then down at his phone. He shrugs and pockets it.]
That settles the age-old question of if there's cell reception in hell or not, but I've got to say something here. I would have thought a boy scout like you'd have gone the other way, if you catch my drift? [And he points up, just to make it clear.] Which you might not, since --[He's not looking so much like he's seen a ghost as he's kind of uncomfortable with this. He gestures towards Steve, then scratches the side of his jaw.] How old would you say you are right now? Give me a ball park figure here.