Re: Hotel: meet n' greet
This is Agent Romanoff. [Steve knows, in part, that Natasha didn't and wouldn't want an introduction, but he makes the call to do it anyway. It's not to trample on her own desires for herself, but mainly to encourage and catalyze connection, or so Steve hopes. It's easier with names. Not to mention, the stranger surely knew the famous Black Widow. Natasha was one hell of a spy, but she wasn't unknown, and here in her everyday, she was all the more obvious in her determined understatement. Steve smiles for her.]
My town? Ah, my town happens to be Brooklyn, so, uh. [He grins at that, taking a seat as offered. It can be annoying to sit in the suit, but, ah well. He's wary of where his back is turned, but he doesn't go out of his way for a better seat. Instead, he draws the shield up and balances it against his knees. With a few fingers, he peels the mask back into its hooded state. It's easier to breathe that way. It kills the illusion for some, he knows.] I hope you don't mind. It can get a little stuffy.