Steve Rogers

*A nurse walks into his room and Steve is sitting up on the bed on the side* nurse: good morning *she looks at her watch* nurse: or should I say afternoon *she looks back at him and he was looking at her* Steve: where am I? nurse: you’re in a recovery room in New York City. Steve: where am I really? nurse: I’m afraid I don’t understand Steve: the game it’s from May 1941 I know cause I was there *Steve stands up still looking at the nurse* Steve: I’m going to ask you again where am I?