edwinjarvis | IC contact. Drift Fleet.

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Hello, this is Edwin Jarvis; I'm unable to answer the phone at the moment, but leave a message and I assure you I will respond as soon as possible.

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Oh dear, I'm not in trouble, am I?

It would be terrible to be in Captain America's poor graces.

Not at all.

I meant to ask for your help, actually.

Oh! In that case, you absolutely may have it.

What do you need my assistance with, Mr. Rogers?

Several matters actually.

and I have something for you too. Mind if I come over to drop it off?

Understood. I'll be here at the Tourist whenever you'd like to drop in.

I'll be right over.

[ with a rather large pumpkin, as it is! surprise. ]

[Oh, yes, he loves company! He is untying an apron after a fine cleaning session, and there you are, Mr. Rogers--

.........

Ah.]

... This was not what I was expecting.

I finally managed to harvest a few. Figured you might want one.

[ captain america, vegetables and co. ]

I would! Oh, absolutely. But are you sure...?

If you truly would like to. I would certainly make something we could all enjoy.

Absolutely. If you want another - I don't really have anything to do with half a dozen pumpkins.

[ proud of them as he may be. He takes a seat, pushes the pumpkin aside. ]

What we're going to discuss has to stay between us.

[ he's so serious, you'd think they're battle plans. ]

[omg

He'll be quite serious in return, for your sake, Mr. Rogers.

He hushes his tone.]

You have my word, I will be as discreet as possible.

Peg's birthday.

[ there are military operations that are less sensitive. ]

We have to decide how to go about it. She won't allow any fuss which means the fuss will have to be a quiet one.

[He brightens and is totally not grave anymore, because birthdays are joyous sunbeams shed on people as they grow.]

Oh, yes, of course!! Mr. Stark has me fetch her flowers for the occasion.

I'm quite skilled at covert birthday gifts and celebrations.

Well, we don't have flowers but I thought, maybe we can still aim for a cake. Figured no one knows what she likes better than you.

[ and no one better to ask for help, then. ]

Oh, in that case, I can be more than happy to provide.

Perhaps I could prepare some of the food I've noticed she steals from my kitchen most of all.

... Her appetite is as terrifying as her heel size.

It's because she never sits still.

[ or at least it's his current theory. ]

You know, she thinks I should learn how to cook.

A logical conclusion, sir.

[woops sorry the sir just slipped out

anyway]

... Would you like to learn how to cook?

Steve.

[ he hurries to correct. he hasn't been 'sir' since...ever. ]

I only know how to boil things, figures I should. We might not always have a cook on the Starstruck.

Hmm...

Do you fancy yourself strategic?

It's not much different from that. Having a strategy and following a recipe, they're quite similar.

I highly doubt you get to your level of cooking by simply following orders, Mr. Jarvis.

[ he says that with a small, appreciative smile. what. so he always gets a second and third helping of what he brings to the starstruck, so sue him. ]

Must be more to it.

Of course there is!

Determination, practice, patience, and careful planning, Mr. Rogers.

[NOD, NOD.]

... I appreciate that you enjoy my work, however. I'm afraid I pale in comparison to my granny, god rest her soul, but I can always at least teach you how not to burn a casserole.

I guess it would be one hell of a start.

[ and alright, perhaps the enthusiasm is infectious. ]

Whenever you have time, I'll drop by.

By all means, Mr. Rogers — any time.

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