The afternoon seems to crawl by and though he's grateful to Howard, for helping him to get his affairs in order - a room in Howard's penthouse and a suit that he can go dancing in - he is grateful for the hour or so he has on his own to get prepared for the evening.
The Stork Club is the way he imagined it, though it is strange not to see uniforms at every turn. With the war over, most men have packed away their uniforms and instead wear broad breasted suits. The line is outside the door, but he makes his way through with little fanfare in Howard's wake. They make their way towards the bar and Howard orders some liquid courage for him with a friendly pat on the back. Steve doesn't have the heart to tell him that it doesn't have any effect on him.
"You know, you look just like Captain America," a cigarette girl says, stopping as she walks by him.
Steve smiles, glancing towards the door before returning his attention to her. "I get that a lot."
"Not a bad fella to look like," she says, giving him a wink before walking away.
"You know, you're going to have to tell the world soon," Howard says, knocking back his drink.
Steve nods. He knows. "I just want one night before then."
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Have the band play something slow
Date: 2018-12-13 01:13 am (UTC)The Stork Club is the way he imagined it, though it is strange not to see uniforms at every turn. With the war over, most men have packed away their uniforms and instead wear broad breasted suits. The line is outside the door, but he makes his way through with little fanfare in Howard's wake. They make their way towards the bar and Howard orders some liquid courage for him with a friendly pat on the back. Steve doesn't have the heart to tell him that it doesn't have any effect on him.
"You know, you look just like Captain America," a cigarette girl says, stopping as she walks by him.
Steve smiles, glancing towards the door before returning his attention to her. "I get that a lot."
"Not a bad fella to look like," she says, giving him a wink before walking away.
"You know, you're going to have to tell the world soon," Howard says, knocking back his drink.
Steve nods. He knows. "I just want one night before then."
One night where all he has to be is Steve Rogers.