“Remember Captain America’s a New Yorker too.” He smirked taking her arm. “I would love to join you.” Cassidy walked with her toward the counter. “I mean, regardless of that, I’d be an idiot to pass up lunch with a beautiful woman.” He said with a charming smile. There was a run line between charming, creepy and corney and Cassidy walked it daily, almost always landing on the charming side.
He held her food for her as they got stuff- that way if she fell again she’d not get food on her- he would as he dropped it to catch her. Thankfully however, they made it to a table with no incidents. “So, does that happen often? Getting hit psychically so hard you black out?” He inquired.