[That feeling is more than mutual. Steve's had friends come and go, made new ones, but there's not another like Sam Wilson. His timing couldn't be better either. Steve feels like a little bit of foundation is firmly underfoot again.

Steve takes that hand with a smile, grips it, and then willingly goes into that hug. Bros before fairy woes.]

What war is that, the war of the bulge?

[Steve nods to that plate again. Sorry, he's just gotta give you a little more shit for that, oh Master of the Biggest Breakfast. But then his smile softens.]

It's really good to see you too. Good friends make all the difference here.