Chapter Two
Just Take The Wallet
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"Why isn't anyone buying any cupcakes?"

Caroline looked broken hearted at the pastry glass case that sat next to the register, filled with cupcakes.

Max was setting plates of food down for two hipster boys, biting her tongue in order to refrain from criticizing them. The diner was full and she hated having lingering customers, so she was pulling out the plates from the kitchen quickly.

She stalked back over to Caroline, who was teary-eyedily staring at Max's Homemade Cupcakes. "Why am I the only one working?" She returned Caroline's question with a question of her own.

Caroline was ready to return that with a retort of her own, but instantly made her 'O' orgasming face, the face she made whenever she saw something that incredibly shocked her. Max turned to look at the door to see who entered that caused Caroline's eyes to widen and jaw to drop, but all she saw was Captain America and Iron Man (("the feds!" she insisted, but Caroline was having none of that)) accompanied by a man she had seen them with before, and a big burly (even burlier then the Captain!) man with long blond hair.

"The-the-the-" Caroline was trying to speak, but was fangirling to hard. Max shot her a stern look and steered her attention away from the door.

"The-the-the," Max mocked her mercilessly, "The diner is getting full. Go do your tables." She would have none of that fangirling bullshit.

Caroline nodded her head mutely, "Okay, then I'll just go-" She took a step towards the superhero hotties. Max grabbed her by the shoulders and steered her the opposite direction.

"-Do your own customers?" Max cut her off with a smirk. "Sorry guuurl, but they're in my section." Max waved an arm to the group who was seating themselves.

The blond ex billionaire let out a cry of protest, but Max was stalking off to her tables. She made eye contact with Steve, who sat facing her this time, and a small smile darted across her lips when she saw that, he was actually pretty hot for an undercover fed.

Max was snapped back from her daze when she heard literal snapping, one of the two hipster boys from earlier was snapping to get her attention. Max hit a ninety degree angle and headed straight for the boys.

"Hello, waitress..., dude.." The hipster had on a tan trenchcoat with a gray scarf and beanie. Max stuffed her hands in the pocket of her apron and spoke with surprising sincerity.

"Hi, what can I get ya?"

"I've been waiting for a refill for-"

Not soon after three words spilled his lips, Max snapped in his face two times and cut him off. "Is that annoying?"

She snapped a few more times in his face, "Is that obnoxious and rude?"

Steve, who could hear the exchange from his seat, was surprised by how much times have changed while he was frozen.

Usually, in a situation like this, he was ready to save the dame. At least, that's what Bucky had told him once upon a time, before he even thought to wish for things like the super serum, when all Bucky and Steve had to eat was beans and soup.

Bucky was going on a date with a real rich gal, and it turned out she was taking him to the brand new burger bar that just opened recently. Steve always wished he could try a burger, and cherished Bucky's descriptive retell of it's taste. Bucky told him of the date, and how he really gave it to this man in the diner who had spoken to the waitress out of terms, and ended up getting kicked from the bar (and ultimately dumped by his date).

"That girl was a real looker, Steve-o. Hellova dame."

"Your date?"

"Nah. The waitress."

However, it seemed that Max had it all under control. Steve could only marvel in silence and listen.

"Damn, she really burned you buddy." The second hipster smirked. Max shook her head, wanting absolutely none of his input on the matter.

"No, hipster. Do not think we are on the same team." She snapped in his face as well, before withdrawing. "I wear knit hats when it's cold out, you wear knit hats because of Coldplay."

Tony let out a snort. Steve had no idea what she was going on about, but the way she said it, it sounded like it hurt.

"And finally, you think this is the sound that gets you service?" Max snapped in the hipsters face a few times before placing her hands on her hips. "I think it's the sound that makes my vagina dry."

She took his cup of coffee that he was crying so hard about, and headed over to the table filled with undercover feds.

"Sup, dudes."

Both Tony and Steve wanted burgers. Clint changed his mind to pasta, and Thor ordered just about everything on the menu.

During their meal, the group seemed to be getting into a rather heated discussion. Thor was arguing with Tony, speaking not-so-quietly (lets face it, he was shouting) about some evil scientist who apparently copied some of Tony's work and used the Copy-Cat-Iron-Man against them.

Max was heading over to pick up Thor's empty plates, but stopped dead in her tracks when a cup smashed right in front of her feet due to big tall Goldie Locks throwing it in his tantrum.

"Oh hell no." Max froze and gave the group the scariest look she could muster.

Before Max could go off on a tantrum, Tony, who was arms reach from his seat, simply handed her a twenty dollar bill. "For you trouble."

She took the bill with a frown at her face.

Apparently, the ("Midgardian scientist!") that got Thor so riled up just so conveniently popped up on the news channel, causing Thor to chuck his plate at the T.V, breaking both the dish and the T.V.

Steve had his face in his palm from embarrassment (although he could understand Thor's fury), while Clint edged away from next to Thor with disapproval. "Someone calm the princess down." He snapped, not helping the situation a bit.

Tony groaned, and simply handed Max his entire wallet. "Here. Just take it."

"Well, this is the first time someones ever given me their wallet willingly." Max didn't need to be told twice. Before Max could find a way to bully a few extra bucks out of the billionaire playboy, Caroline came along carrying a few cupcakes.

She was in full pretend-not-to-be-a-desperate-salesperson mode. "Mr. Iron Man, Captain America.." She shot a shaky smile and nod to Clint, and turned to Thor. "..and Thor, I respect you guys so much after the incident in New York-"

"-What the hell happened in New York?" Clearly, Max was the only person out of town when the Chitauri attacked.

"Yeah, what did happen in New York?" Tony said in a tone of disbelief, obviously mocking Max.

Caroline shot Max a sharp look, but Max looked more interested in listening to Caroline grovel at the undercover feds feet. She stood next to the table with her arms crossed, Iron Man's wallet tucked neatly into her apron.

"-Perhaps," Caroline raised her voice to tune out Max's words and raised the tray of cupcakes towards Thor. "If I give you these cupcakes, you'll stop breaking things in the diner."

"What are these 'cupcakes' you speak of?" Thor bellowed.

It doesn't take long before all the cupcakes are finished, split between the group of of insanely strong men so each superhero gets one, although Thor somehow snagged three. By the end of the night, Tony was broke, Clint was full, Thor was happy upon learning a new Midgardian dessert, and Steve was ready to call it a night.

This time around, it was Steve who hung back after his comrades exited the diner. Max was in the process of picking up their plates, Caroline behind her with a brook and dustpan cleaning up Thor's shattered mess.

Max almost didn't notice Steve's reluctant hovering behind her, and when she did she had three plates balanced on both arms. She looked at him over her shoulder, eyebrow lifted. "Yes?" Her tone was dripping curiosity.

"I- uh," He was already stumbling over his words, great start Steve, really. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for my pal's behavior."

"Yeah, well, I guess when you save the world a few times, you start to feel like you can do whatever the hell you want." Max had a friendly grin on her face as she looked at him while balancing several plates on her body. "But no really, it's fine as long as you don't arrest me for stealing Iron Man's wallet."

Steve had an amused smile on his face, "I don't quite arrest people, ma'am."

Max quirked an eyebrow at this, her facial expression obviously showing she didn't believe him. "You don't?"

"Well.. only the real bad guys."

Done mingling around, and ready to finish clearing tables, Max looked at Steve from over her shoulder with a playful smile as she headed back towards the kitchen, "That's why I'm worried."

Max entered the kitchen and placed the dishes in the sink. She instantly fished out Tony-Freaking-Starks wallet to check and see how much money he'd given them.

"Oh my gosh!"

It was no surprise Caroline came gushing in, dustpan in her hand as she let out her annoying girly squeal. "I totally just witness all of that!"

"Oh?" Max didn't seem interested, too busy occupied counting fifties.

"You and Captain America! Don't be shy, admit it, you totally have a thing for him-" Caroline stopped in her tracks. "Is that Tony Stark's wallet?"

Max flashed Caroline ten fifties. "Yee-buddy."

"I'd recognize that wallet brand anywhere!" Caroline marched over to snatch the wallet and examine it's interior. "My dad had one just like this! It was $20,000 at least!"

"No way! We're totally selling it on e-bay!"

"I totally witnessed all of that between you and the Captain." Oleg perched himself against the counter, speaking in his usual lazy tone. "You are so in those."

"!" Both Max and Caroline looked alarmed, before shaking their heads and stalking back off into the diner.