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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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[punchedhitler]

Do you want me to warn him?

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah. [ Pulling the string free finally. ] If Tony knows he's been asking, then he's gonna be prepared. I mean, if Howard thinks I know something, then that's weird, ain't it? S'not like he'd have any reason to think I'd know.

[punchedhitler]

Or maybe he realizes you know more than you let on.

[yourbestguysgun]

My hatred of all things Stark is pretty well known. Why should I?

[punchedhitler]

You liked his cars pretty well, even when they didn't fly.

[yourbestguysgun]

Got a weakness for a fast engine.

[punchedhitler]

There are garages here that Stark doesn't own, you know.