Steve Rogers looked across the bar, giving up on trying to get drunk. He knew he couldn't get drunk but still had wanted to try. When he set his glass down he noticed a blonde girl with glasses a few bar stools away, talking to some of her friends.
"Go say hi, Molly!" said a man with black hair.
"No way," said the blonde girl, blushing a little, "I mean, come on! He's so handsome, he has to have a girlfriend already. Or maybe a boyfriend for all I know."
"Just go say hi to him, you never know!" said another man who had orange hair.
"Felix, no! I'm not going to!" Molly said.
"Oh come on, he might like you!" said the black haired man.
"No way Bruno," Molly said to him.
Bruno shrugged, "Fine. But you never know, he could have been the one for you."
The three left the bar and Steve watched, entranced by the blonde girl. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and he wanted to know get to know her. Badly. He tried to think of an excuse so he could go after them but nothing came to mind. How could Tony do this without giving it very much thought? He realized that was his answer. Tony. He pulled out the cellphone the self-proclaimed billionaire, playboy, philanthropist bought him and called him, hoping the three wouldn't get far.
"Hello?" came Tony's voice over the phone.
"How can I get more information on a girl I saw in the bar without sounding like a weirdo? What's an excuse to talk to her?" Steve asked quickly.
"Well, well, well, look who's finally growing a pair. Just go over and say hi, offer to buy her a drink."
"She already left the bar."
"Then go after her and say she forgot something."
"What?"
"To give you her number, duh!"
"I can't do that..."
"Yes, you can! Go now before she gets away!"
Tony hung up and Steve sighed, going outside to look for the trio of friends. He spotted them crossing the street and hurried after them, starting to blush a little as he got closer.
"U-Um, excuse me?" he called.
All three turned and Molly blushed as well.
"Y-Yes?" she asked.
"Um... You forgot something at the bar..." Steve said slowly.
"Huh? What did I forget...?" Molly asked, genuinely confused.
"T-T-To give me your phone number, ma'am."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sorry, that was too forward... My friend told me to tell you that because I asked his advice."
"It's fine."
Steve looked at the ground in shame and tried to figure out what he could say to lighten the mood. Molly suddenly handed him a folded piece of paper, smiling softly and hurried away to rejoin her friends.
Steve looked at it and unfolded it to find her name, Molly, and a phone number written on it. He grinned and quickly programmed the number into his phone contacts like Tony had shown him and hurried back to Avengers tower.
