Quinjet
Inside the Quinjet, Steve was sitting down, holding a tablet, watching the footage of the Hulk's attack on the Army at Culver University.
"We're about forty minutes out from base, sir." The pilot said.
Agent Coulson stood up from his seat and walked over to Steve.
"So, this Doctor Banner was trying to replicate the serum that was used on me?" Steve said.
"A lot of people were. You were the world's first superhero. Banner thought gamma radiation might hold the key to unlocking Erskine's original formula." Coulson said.
On screen, The Hulk roared with fury as he slammed a jeep apart.
"Didn't really go his way, did it?" Steve said.
"Not so much. When he's not that thing though, guy's like a Stephen Hawking." Coulson said.
Steve looked confused.
"He's like a smart person. I gotta say, it's an honor to meet you, officially." Coulson said.
Steve smiled at Coulson.
"I sort of met you, I mean, I watched you while you were sleeping." Coulson said.
Steve looked down. He stood up, closes his laptop and walked to the side with Coulson following.
"I mean, I was... I was present while you were unconscious from the ice. You know, it's really, it's just a... just a huge honor to have you on board." Coulson said.
"Well, I hope I'm the man for the job." Steve said.
"Oh, you are. Absolutely. Uh... we've made some modifications to the uniform. I had a little design input." Coulson said.
"The uniform? Aren't the stars and stripes a little... old fashioned?" Steve asked.
"With everything that's happening, the things that are about to come to light, people might just need a little old fashioned." Coulson said.
Steve took in Coulson's sentiment.