"Don't let Stark give my euology. He'll make it about himself, somehow. You and Rogers, you'll talk like soldiers, gun salute and everything, so you guys are out. Probably gotta be Nat."

This is not the time or the place for that. Remember to breathe.

Breathe in. Give Phil a quick glance out of the corner of his eye, back again. "Okay." Breathe out.

"Do we wanna save all the PDA for dinner? On our first official date?"