( He took more than one mission in a row. Trying to get Manhattan out of his head. The sweat of the last one is still on his skin. )
”Y’should show up more. More often. Thursday night, Stark Tower. I’m making cotton candy.”
❝ I don’t know. Foreign countries, playing it stealthy I’d say our business is a lot alike. You just happen to have a different intention for your target. ❞ ( he doesn’t mention how he could have been in New York, safety-padded and eating sweets if he really wanted to with the way SHIELD had been breathing down his neck. Bruce doesn’t like straying from routine if he doesn’t have to. )
❝ I can do Thursday night. I’ll be gone Saturday, though. I’ve got a flight to Milan, back to being busy. ❞