"No, excuse me," His lips tugged up in a brief emotionless smile. "Thought I was gonna meet someone outside the system for a second there,"
"Ah. Well, I’ll put your mind at ease, then." She reached for the badge on her belt and held it up for his inspection. "Morena -Mara- Philllips. I’m consulting on a case."
Ah, Phillips. The name already gave her a good standing for Steve and he smiled a little more genuinely, giving a nod and then holding out his hand for a shake. “Captain Steve Rogers. How’s it feel t’be told the bare minimum with ‘find a way’ as punctuation?”
"Damn." [ Shit, that occurred aloud? He blinked and then laughed at himself a little, shaking his head. ]
"Sorry- I’m not that disappointed. It was just gonna be a big deal if I happened to meet someone outside ‘a S.H.I.E.L.D. for once. That hardly ever happens anymore. Anyone I meet is ‘Agent’, ‘Special Agent’ or ‘of SHIELD’,”
[It was a reaction he hadn’t been expecting, and Eames found himself laughing in return.]
"S’a’right. Technically not ‘of SHIELD’. Just one of their consultants. Sorry t’disappoint you, though. If you’d like, can just think of me as another bloke? Or an artist ifn you’d like and not some employee of SHIELD."
"An artist?" [ That had obviously piqued the Captain’s interest right away and he sat up a little straighter. ] “What medium?”
Bernee gave a slight nod. It wasn’t her first time not wearing her glasses. She thought Steve didn’t
"This time different’s neutral. I gotta get used to it,"
"Here, I’ll tell you what. I’ll keep my glasses on when you’re around. So nothing feels weird."