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[punchedhitler]

I don't understand this curse.

[Cap has a bubble - it is little but frustrating. Crepe has already slammed into it three time today - oh, and here she comes again, running and jumping straight into the barrier, and bouncing, and skidding away. She looks comically confused, and she barks protest.]

I would mind it so much if it didn't hurt my dog.

I bet Private Lorraine wouldn't like it much, though.

[That is said as an afterthought. Fff.]

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[latenightfondue]

That ain't hurting her, is it?

[punchedhitler]

I don't think so.

....or do you mean Private Lorraine?

[latenightfondue]

I ain't heard'a this Private Whatsit, pal, I meant the babe there.

[punchedhitler]

She's okay, I think. I can't check too closely, but she keeps coming back for more, so she can't be too bad off.

[latenightfondue]

Don't let her get carried away. [ He's not worried, honest. ]

So who's this dame y'keep mentioning?

[punchedhitler]

Lorraine?

[Pause]

She was from back home. Don't you remember her? Blonde, petite, kissed me?

[latenightfondue]

[ There's a silence while he remembers that far back. ]

Oh! The dame with the legs. Her name was Lorraine? [ He knew that. ] Hang on, hang on, y'telling me you and her had a thing?

[punchedhitler]

Yes, her name was Lorraine, and no, she grabbed me by the tie and kissed me, that's all.

[latenightfondue]

Y'kept that one close to the chest, Cap. [ Wincing at a thought. ] Agent Carter find out?

[punchedhitler]

She caught us.

I thought you knew.

[latenightfondue]

She the dame y'got caught kissing in the corridor? Damn, and I worked her for a whole week and got nothing.

[punchedhitler]

Probably because you didn't remember her name.

[latenightfondue]

[ Sheepishly. ] Might'a been that, you know.

[punchedhitler]

I'm not even good at talking to dames and I know that much.

[latenightfondue]

Yeah, but you're one'a the nice guys, this stuff comes naturally to you.

[punchedhitler]

Are you kidding me?

Did Bucky tell you that?

[latenightfondue]

Tell me what? The guy can't stop throwing threats 'round whenever your name's mentioned, Cap.

[punchedhitler]

He's not that bad. He just takes warming up to.

[WE ARE NOT FUCKING STOP IMPLYING IT]

[latenightfondue]

No sure how much warmer he can get without setting on fire.

[ THE IRONY IS HE'S ONLY KIDDING. ]