First Entrance

[captained]

The door opens, admitting a tall guy in a red, white and blue costume that may or may not look like he was mugged by an American flag. The shield he's carrying on his left arm, decorated in the same motif, doesn't help either. He stops, confusions flickering across the part of his face not obscured by a hooded mask, which mainly consists of his jaw

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[wolfnamedkitty]

Kitty steps in- apparently wholly unexpectedly, given the sudden trail of paper and tripping- and is temporarily gobsmacked at the sight of the giant walking declaration of hello, America.

There is a small attempt on her part to whirl around to go back through the door and focus on this research she's trying to pick through, but that just sends even more papers flying and wafting about.

Here you go, one perfectly normal seeming young woman trying to pick up all these papers she dropped. Totally ignore that some of them seem to be in governmentese and researchese.

[captained]

Oh, he's been there before, Kitty. Not too long ago, Steve was small and beset with medical problems, which meant that getting through a week without dropping something or being bumped into was just about a miracle. He turns at the sound, veering away from the bar and back to help the young lady with her mess, and crouches down to start picking up handfuls of paper.

It's the least he can do, right?

"You alright, miss?"

[wolfnamedkitty]

"Yes, thanks," she manages to say. Gobsmacking Kitty, that's quite an accomplishment there. She is usually not at a loss of words. Usually.

The papers, if he looks at them at all, seem to be based on the existence- the scientific and medically proved existence- of vampires and werewolves and zombies oh my.

Running into people in costume was not on her list of things to do today. (Neither was ending up at Milliways, but now she's beginning to think she deserves a fruit, alcoholic drink. Possibly with an umbrella.)

"I just wasn't expecting the step." Which is true.

She's still a bit wide eyed at the whole getup.

[captained]

"You're welcome." If he seems a little overly formal, or stiff, it's only because women are mysterious creatures to Steve, even the fearless Agent Carter, and he's doing his utmost not to offend this one.

It'll only take a glance at each paper to memorize the visible parts, but it's not something he'll mention, or even think about. More important to finish gathering what he can, and straighten up to offer them out, like some sort of peace offering to the deity of paperwork.

"Which step?"

[wolfnamedkitty]

"The one that tells me I just walked into Milliways." Kitty is nowhere near being a Milliways regular, let alone being used to ending up here yet.

She picks up the rest of the ones right next to her, and stands up.

[captained]

His hand is still there, in case she needs assistance in straightening up. While his conversational skills might be reaching their end pretty soon, that doesn't mean he isn't a gentleman.

"It's an unusual name for a club."

[wolfnamedkitty]

She takes a second to think of how to reply to that, before she goes with "It's an unusual place." And how. She only knows the bare bones. At least he hasn't spotted the Window, yet.

"I'm Kitty."

[captained]

Nope, not yet. That'll go over so well when he does.

"Steve."

Beat.

"Is Kitty short for something?"