JAMES WHO WAS NOW outside, and now on a rather stereotypical farmers market, puts the football shirt on. Peter was following behind afraid of James who was still giving him the silent treatment. After stepping in something, he makes his way to a cheese farmer.
Peter cleared his throat. "Excuse me, sir? Can I borrow your phone?"
Cheese Farmer nodded. "Ja, zeker."
He hands Peter his phone
"Everyone's so nice here," Peter says as he thinks about who to call for a bit, before typing in Happy Hogan's cell. "Okay... Pick up, pick up, pick up... Hey. Hey! Uh... I messed up. We need a... we need a ride. Where are we? Uh... where am I, sir?"
"Het is Broek op Langedijk."
Peter, clearly having difficulty with Dutch pronunciation, asks the cheese farmer for another favor. "Hang on," he says before passing the phone to the farmer. "could you say that into there?"
"Hi, it's Broek op Langedijk." known as
Broek op Langedijk, Netherlands
Peter smiled and finished the call before informing James about what he just did. The two of them are now walking between rows of tulips, one pink and one yellow. A roaring sound as the Quinjet appears, landing in front of them as James staggers forward. A door opens and Happy walks down the stairs.
Happy's eyes widened at the sight of a bruised-up bloody James. "Oh my...James? Are you okay?"
James's brows furrowed. "Happy, is that you?"
Happy lightly chuckled in confusion. "Is it me? Yeah, of course, it's me!"
James hesitates, then halt. "Tell me something only you would know!"
"Only I would know. Uh. You-I-uh, remember when I had to watch after you after school one day? You pay-per-viewed a video in your room? They didn't list the titles, but I could tell by the price it was an adult film at the front desk. And you didn't know how I knew—"
"Okay! Okay! Fine, it's you, it's you, stop!" James says before limping to Happy.
The two hug.
James breathes in heavily. "It's so good to see you, Hap."
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