"How soon is my room gonna be done?" Steve asked anxiously as Tony sat down with their food. He wasn't even sure what shawarma was, he'd only come because he wanted to know how quickly he could move in. Okay, and because Tony was nice company. But it was not a date.

"Someone's antsy," Tony replied, raising his eyebrows, "Why? Things with Hammerhead not going so well?"

Steve sighed and eyed his food suspiciously. "What's shawarma even made of?"

Tony shrugged. "Dunno. But the name is cool, and foods with cool names are always good."

"Escargot is a cool name, but it's not that great," Steve pointed out.

"Escargot isn't that cool. Fondue sounds cooler than that, and it's delicious."

Steve's eyes widened in shock. "F-fondue?"

Tony looked at him curiously. "Yeah, fondue. You know, melted cheese on random food? Fondue?"

Steve nodded slowly. "Right. Fondue."

"Back to my question, how are things with Goldilocks?" Tony inquired again, taking a huge bite out of his shawarma. Steve took a smaller bite and found that it was actually pretty tasty.

"Not so great. Thor's a good guy, and I know he means well, but he just doesn't seem to get it, you know?" Steve replied. He felt bad for talking about his Asgardian friend like this, but he wasn't going to lie about it.

"What exactly doesn't he get?" Tony asked.

Steve explained the best he could. "He ripped our pillows to shreds because he thought there were baby birds trapped inside."

Tony burst out laughing. "Oh my god, that's hilarious!"

Steve shook his head. "Not when you're the one cleaning it all up!"

Tony kicked him lightly under the table as his laughter died down. "Aw, lighten up, Capsicle. Look, your room will be done in a couple days and you'll be able to live Thor-free and happily ever after, the end. You survived seventy years in a block of ice, I think you can survive life with Thor for a little longer."

Steve blushed the tiniest bit when Tony kicked him and called him another one of his nicknames. "Yeah, you're probably right."

Tony smiled triumphantly. "Always am."

Steve opened his mouth to say more when the sound of his cell phone ringing cut him off. As he saw the name glowing on the screen, he went pale. "Oh no."

"Who is it?" Tony asked.

"Clint, he's watching Thor while I'm gone. I'll just be a second," Steve replied as he got up from the table to answer the call. "Clint? Is everything alright?" he asked once he was outside.

"Is your refrigerator running?" Clint's slurred voice asked from the other end. Steve heard suppressed laughter in the background.

"…What?"

"THEN YOU BETTER GO CATCH IT!" The quiet chuckles turned into an uproar of laughter from the other end. Steve could make out Thor's hearty laughter in the background now, along with Clint's.

"Clint, what's going on? What're you two doing?" he asked worriedly.

"Calm down, Cap," Clint said, dragging out every syllable, "Thor just challenged me to a drinking contest."

"OF WHICH I CAME OUT TRIUMPHANTLY," Thor added loudly.

Steve rubbed his forehead, frustrated. "Just… stay where you are, okay? I'm almost positive I know which bar you're at, I'll come pick you up. And please, PLEASE try not to throw up or pass out on anybody." He hung up and made his way back to the table to grab his jacket.

"Leaving so soon?" Tony asked when he came back, "And here I thought Mr. Stars 'n Stripes would be a good date. Didn't even offer to pay! I'm appalled."

Steve blushed again. "Sorry, but I just got a phone call from a very drunk Clint and-"

"I'm kidding, Cap, it's fine. I was gonna pay anyway. Need a ride?"

Steve grinned and nodded. "Although, I'd be worried about Clint throwing up in your car."

Tony shrugged. "I've got, like, five more. I think I'll be okay," he smiled as he began walking out to the parking lot. As Steve followed, he thought about Tony's earlier comment that had made him blush.

"Wait, Tony… was… was that actually a date?" he asked hastily.

Tony chuckled. "I was joking with you, Cap."

Steve sighed, somewhat dejectedly. "Oh."

"Well, mostly."

Before Steve could reply, the engine roared to life and he and Tony were on their way to rescue their drunk friend.