Steve plopped down on the couch next to Clint, accepting the offered slice of pizza.

Pausing the movie, Sam asked, "Where's your man?"

"With Tony." Steve took a big bite of pizza.

Sam and Clint exchanged surprised glances.

"Everything okay?' Sam asked.

Steve finished his slice in three big bites. "I'm sure everything's fine." He nodded to the television. "Don't let me interrupt."

"Are you sure –"

"Sam, it's fine," Steve broke in. "Go ahead, start the movie. I could use the distraction. What is it, anyway?"

Clint shrugged. "I don't know, Fast and Furious Number Whatever? Who keeps track?"