Licenses seemed a bit much, but she'd leave that one alone. If that's what this guy wanted to think, then she'd let him have that. It wasn't like fighting with him over something stupid like that would make a whole fuck ton of difference in anyone's life. Though, America still had to wonder what was it precisely between this version of this dude, and the one she'd met else where was the same... And what was different? The bruiser had already had issues with multiversal mishaps already but... Somehow it never failed to intrigue her of what could be found.
A brief moment would pass as America studied the man before she shrugged.
"Sure." It was a simple enough task, and hell, two sets of eyes were already better than one. With that she moved to start looking for the pizza in the direction he had advised.