Steve really felt like an idiot now. It was clearly common knowledge that you start off with the fourth movie.... Boy did he feel like he like a man out of time again... Steve watched her walk up to him, taking the movie, the scent of her perfume still with her... and god when she bent down to put in the DVD, he stared for a few seconds before turning away. That wasn't a way to treat a lady, Rogers. Show respect. she turned to talk to him, her "threat" playful, and he was half tempted to just do what he was told not to. He stepped in to the living room section, he took off his leather jacket, and set himself on the couch, not really thinking that this couch was perfect for two people to get really close against until he sat down... It was too late now, he didn't want to get up and find another one, for two reasons really. He didn't want to embarrass himself even more, and he wasn't really against her sitting next to him... it'd be easier for her to explain stuff at least.

When asked if he wanted anything, he didn't really notice the France part. He was more focused on Sharon herself, and the day that seemed to be going perfectly. His super soldier serum made him able to never get drunk, and he didn't want the taste of alcohol in his mouth right before eating a delicious apple pie. "No, thank you." He called out politely.