A Remote Austrian Bar, Thursday Evening

[imafuturist]

Leaving the resort area to find some 'authentic' Austrian flair was probably tempting fate. But. But Tony got to drive a car for a change. Which was nice.

And now they had a quaint little bar off the beaten path with pints of local beer.

Tony had his fingers crossed that Doom didn't exist in this reality.

"I tried to ask for it in the boot shaped glasses, but my German's a little rusty." And the old lady behind the bar was judging him.

[for the dorito shaped guy and hijinks]

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[imafuturist]

Well damn. He'd have to be classy then.

"So, you're aheas of the class already."

[heroic_jawline]

"Bucky had a mouth on him," Steve said fondly. "Fluent in 'what the tapdancing fuck' or its equivalent in every language in Western Europe."

[imafuturist]

"I'm impressed," Tony replied. "Tapdancing must be a hell of a word in German or Dutch."

[heroic_jawline]

"Very long," Steve said, laughing.

[imafuturist]

"Probably longer than the entire sentence in Italian," he replied, smiling.

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, probably," Steve said. "You could get off three or four good insults in Italian first."

[imafuturist]

"Most of those really depend on the hand gestures, though," Tony replied. "So you have to have good reflexes."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve laughed. "If I held your hands down, you'd have problems talking, wouldn't you?" he teased.

[imafuturist]

"...no." Yes, yes he would.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve gave him an impossibly fond smile. "Uh-huh."

[imafuturist]

"No getting thoughts here," Tony said, pointing at him.

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, I don't think," Steve said, giving him an oh-so-innocent smile. "No thoughts here."

[imafuturist]

"Uh huh." He didn't trust that innocence at all, haven't gotten to know you, Steve. "Isn't there something Irish about you I can use here?"

[heroic_jawline]

"I eat all food, no matter how terrible?" Steve offered. "And I half-believe fairies might be a thing? Not gonna go out of my way to piss them off, anyway."

[imafuturist]

"We know literal gods, so that's fair," Tony admitted.

[heroic_jawline]

"Ma was always careful about 'em, so I picked it up too," Steve said. "And that was before Thor. And Loki. And the aliens."

[imafuturist]

"What would the fairies do?" Tony asked, smiling and looking eager.

[heroic_jawline]

"Oh, the Irish fairies are assholes," Steve said with a fond smile. "You'd never have a day's luck if you crossed them."

[imafuturist]

"Should I start leaving out glasses of milk for them?" He'd stop joking after meeting Morgan La Fey.

[heroic_jawline]

"Who says I haven't been already?" Steve replied.

[imafuturist]

"You wouldn't waste food like that," Tony replied with a grin.

[heroic_jawline]

"It's not a waste, it's an investment," Steve said, nodding.

[imafuturist]

"You are so full of shit," Tony said with a laugh.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve winked at him. "Don't tell anyone else, okay?"

[imafuturist]

"They'd never believe me anyway."