Sam frowned when the flying man shrunk down and then went back to normal size. Was this the dude who bested him at the training facility? If so, Sam was totally ready to defend his honor, even without his own wings. By the time the guy landed and walked over, he was pretty sure it wasn't the same man though. That guy had introduced himself as Scott.
Shaking the offered hand, he still looked a bit skeptical. Maybe this guy knew Scott. "Sam Wilson," he said. "Interesting suit you got there. You ever spend any time in New York?"