"Captain America saved my life. Wherever he is, and wherever any of them are, I would just…I would want to say 'thank you"
Steve watched the newsreel several times over. The young woman was interesting, to say the least. He remembered the conversation they'd had at the diner, and then he glanced over at the clock. 8:30…Not too late for breakfast. He stepped out the door of his flat, and fired up his motorbike.
He reached the restaurant just before the morning rush. Finding a convenient table in the waitress's section, he sat down and pulled out the morning paper and pretended to read it, but in reality, he was looking for her. He didn't have to wait long. She came in, tying her apron on and adjusting her ponytail.
"Sorry I'm late, Frank. I'll work 'til close to make it up." She called, pulling out her pen and order slips. With one final adjustment of her apron, she bounced over to Steve's table.
"'Morning, sir what can I get for…you…" Steve set down his newspaper and smiled.
"Some coffee would be great, for starters." The waitress nodded mutely, recognizing him from when he'd saved her and the others in the bank.
"Anything else, or do you need more time?" she asked. She sounded flustered; Steve didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing.
"A little more time, thanks." The waitress nodded and turned to go. "If you don't mind, I'd like to know your name." he called after her. She stopped and turned.
"I'm Beth." She squeaked before disappearing into the kitchen to fetch the coffee pot. Minutes later she came back, and filled his mug.
"So, have you decided yet?" Steve shook his head, folding the menu back up.
"Not yet. What would you suggest?" Beth bit her lip. Captain America was asking for her opinion? Any other customer, and it would've been no big deal, but this was the guy who'd saved her life. Talk about pressure.
"Well, uh…the country skillet is pretty good, but that's just my opinion." Steve handed her the menu.
"I'll take that, then." He said, smiling. Oh dear God, that smile…
"You sure?" Steve nodded.
"Positive. Thank you, Miss Beth."
"Please, just Beth. And you're welcome…" she trailed off, hoping to catch his name.
"Steve."
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