This was the sort of SHIELD Dum Dum Dugan had come up in. In fact, most of the bridge from SRR to OSS and back to SHIELD had taken place in the Flamingo in 1947. It'd been less family friendly back then. Run by the mob, staffed by their insiders and a violent backdrop for the fledgling spy agency. These days, it was more family friendly. They had a zoo at the Flamingo.
Didn't seem proper. But maybe it meant in the space between they were winning.
Dum Dum sat in the corner, nursing possibly the largest tequila based drink he had seen in his life and watching the new arrivals. He'd liked the team he'd had and they'd been falling together. But folk seemed to come and go more than in war here. And if they weren't going, they had to keep moving forward. Still, it struck him, watchin Steve at the microphone again, just how different it woulda been had they not lost their hero in the war.
Maybe they'd a had a budget that wasn't Howard Stark's pockets.