Name: Steve Rogers<br/>Location: New York City<br/>Wherabouts: Parking lot, Star Tower. Lounge.<br/>Wearing: Leather Jacket, boot's, black shirt and blue jeans.<br/>Tagging: Natasha, Jessica, Logan.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://danileathers.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Chris-Evans-The-Avengers-Steve-Rogers-Jacket.png)</div>Rather quickly the lounge became filled with avengers. Bruce, Marcus, Sue. Steve had walked to the bar alongside Natasha and Jessica. But for the most part he stayed silent. Listening to his team interact, as he perused Tony's 'wares'. Everything seemed peaceful. Even Logan and Bruce played nice, which was great seeing as though they have a history of proving it's never good for a immovable object to meet an impenetrable wall.<strong>"Well if Tony doesnt have any plans for food here, we can always order a good'ol new york pizza."</strong>He said in response to Sue's question about food.<strong>"I know I wouldn't mind some pie."</strong>After a minute, he found something that appealed to the all american, with a wide grin he turned back towards the bar with a small bottle in hand.<strong>"Well, Tony's not here yet, im certain he wont mind us getting the party going."</strong>Steve said, as he pulled the cap from a bottle of fine whiskey. It seemed to be an expensive bottle. Good brand, ready to burn down ones gullet with that satisfying buzz. He started placing shot glasses along the bar. All in a row, and in easy access to each avenger. A glass for everyone, from Bruce, to Jessica and with it he filled each and every glass, just to the brim.<strong>"Im glad your all here. And, hopefully everyone can make it. For now, here's to a new year!"</strong>And with that, he downed his own shot. A satisfied grunt escaping his lip's as the liquid burned down, his hand putting the glass back down to the bar with a loud cling.<strong>"So, any one have any New years resolutions?"</strong>Something people tend not to remember. But, much like how thanksgiving asks you what your thankful for. New years tends to leave the question, of what you hope the years end will bring you, or what you hope it has brought you. A fair question indeed, especially from a such a sentimental guy like Cap. Ever the boy scout.