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[Yeah, good luck with that. Someone starts walking beside him.] Nice cap. Cap.

[A soft laugh from Steve.]

Well someone insisted I wear one once and I liked it.

It makes you look even more All-American. If you carried an apple pie, it might be overkill.

That is never going to happen. I hate pie.

What did pie do to you?

Pie nothing...it's the people who kept giving it to me. I got so sick of apple, cherry and blueberry that I never want to touch another pie in my life.

Well, remind me not to make you a pie for your birthday. [not that she bakes, but anyway.]

[Steve snorts.]

Can you even bake?

I know how to turn the oven on. That counts, doesn't it? {she grins}

I suppose that's a start Nat. But you also have to put stuff in it.

[He grins back.]

Those are called 'frozen dinners.' Those might be something to put on your list.

[Steve makes a face.]

I've tried them....I'd rather eat MRE's thanks.

[she laughs] A woman can't live on take out every day.

True...but I'd rather cook a meal then eat something that was cooked, frozen and has to be reheated. Bucky and I were good cooks back in the day...had to be living on our own.

[Maybe it had something to do with Steve being frozen and reheated.

Nat knew better than to say that, though.]

They didn't teach us to cook in Russia. [dryly] Surprisingly.

[Steve would never admit it but he has a serious fear of being cold and wet, it's what made falling into the Potomac so terrifying,]

Do you want to learn? I can teach you. Sam's been helping me expand my horizons a bit food wise.

You can teach me to cook?

Yes I can. I'm not stupid you know. I know things.

Easy, Cap. You just surprised me.

[Steve smiles sheepishly.]

Sorry hold over from when I was skinny me....people always put me down and I still get a bit defensive.

That wasn't an insult, it was a question. I can't cook; they don't teach that in Russian spy school for girls.

I can teach you some simple meals and some baking too...if you want.

Do you wear an apron? I'll get you one. This might be fun.

I do when I bake....flour gets messy.

[No, Steve. Nat's not imagining you just wearing an apron. Nope.]

[Steve smirks.]

Mine doesn't say kiss the cook.

Maybe it should. You'd get some offers, you know.

[His smile widens slightly.]

And here we go back to the whole dating thing. Who is she?

Miranda? At reception. You've seen her. She's pretty, right?

That's the one with the French braid. Yes she's very pretty and also very shy. She can barely say my name.

That might make you a good pair. Just sayin'.

Nat....I like to have conversations with the women I date thanks.

So, you talk to her. Get her to talk. Get her to open up. Charm her.

[Steve chuckles.]

Why are you still trying so hard?

Maybe you deserve to be happy. Ever think of that?

And maybe one day I will be. But now we have work to do. With SHIELD gone and Fury god knows where we have bigger issues then my love life.

You can take an hour. Just ... think about it.

Okay I'll think about it I promise.