Steve tossed his keys on the counter, turned on the coffee pot, took in the hole in the window, opened the fridge...paused, looked back to the hole...closed the fridge.
That was new.
With a frown, he looked about to see if anything was missing, or any Nazis were sitting in the shadows waiting to strike. Neither option being confirmed led him to the bedroom, door pushed open quickly, Steve postured to fight, head tilting in confusion at the scene before him.
Huh.
His fists unclenched, brow furrowing in confusion. Was this that cat woman Spiderman had been talking about? And more importantly, why was she in his bed...with his shield?
"...you know, the door's traditional. That hole's going to put a huge spike in my heating bill..." he said, taking a step into the room and gesturing towards his shield, "You going to give that back, Miss?"