Steph groaned a little as the other two came, sighing softly as they got all settled in to sleep. Peaceful and content now.<br/><br/>In the morning steph whined a little at being disturbed as she heard the imperial march playing from johnny’s phone, a sleepy smile curling her lips, for the moment not wondering why his publicist was calling at the asscrack of dawn, simply amused because she’d set the ring tone because the woman was so, so dark lord worthy. If Lynn had been a sith lord, the world would have been in a world of trouble. “Johnny? Have you seen… the news today?And if not, you need to log into Instagram.”Lynn said when the Firestarter answered, and as soon as johnny opened the app it was to the knowledge that #FireWedding #SpangledWedding, and any other countless tags that went along with the picture of steph standing outside the wedding shop looking up at the wedding dress in the window.<br/><br/>And as much as you could almost claim it was someone else, it was definitely steph going into the wedding shop, because the broken in yankees ballcap pulled on low over her blond hair, and the yankees t-shirt was a long standing joke for the super soldier. That when she was out shopping, she went dressed as a yankees fan, because who would expect brooklyn’s favorite hero to go out dressed as a yanks fan?<br/>