<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/chris-evans-crop.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>Steve Rogers / Captain America<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Downtown NYC<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janet van Dyne/ Wasp<hr/><br/>"I do insist" Steve reassured, finally smiling at Janet's exaggeration. The one thing he had taken advantage of since awakening a few  decades into the future was his access to an expense account but he was not irresponsible with his purchases, except for one he asked for approval for. "I got a Harley Fatboy back in the Tower's garage, my old Hog is a relic apparently and not fitted for daily use. Not sure you want to be straddling with what you are wearing." Steve explained fully oblivious to the innuendo.<br/><br/>"How far? I have not gone past a few blocks away from the tower, always within walking distance.New York is a lot different now from when I knew it." He tried to bring up his years as an icicle as little as possible but it was unavoidable when people asked about what he had been up to, when he was born and various other tidbits of information that did not match his age to his appearance. "Sox fan? Please! I was born and raised in Brooklyn. I am not up to date on everything, no time but my allegiance have not faltered." He scoffed when she teased him about being a Boston fan. "lead the way." Steve confirmed, also not minding if she drove since he was not sure where exactly she was taking him.