<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/morena_baccarin.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Janet van Dyne/ Wasp<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Altered Human<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Storm Valley High Halls/ New York City streets.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Steve<br/><hr/>"I'd love to go for a ride some time," Jan gave Steve a considering look before she glanced down at what she was currently wearing, "but I have to agree that now is not that time.  Oh, honey.  I'd take you to the moon if you'd let me," she grinned devilishly before continuing, "but it's over in Greenwich Village.  It's called<em>The Little Owl</em>the Bugle raves about it.  I haven't actually been there myself."<br/><br/>Jan led Steve across the street to the Tower's parking garage and to her Peugot Flux (http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Peugeot_Flux_1.jpg).<br/><br/>As she climbed in she glanced at Steve, "Hey, you're not going to melt on me or something if you get into a foreign made care, are you?"  She teased.<br/><br/>On the other hand, she loved her car and a Captain America puddle would completely ruin the interior.