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'OMG IT'S PART TWO YAAAAAY'   I hope that's what you all were thinking...

Never mind, on with the story then.

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That night when Steve was heading home, he decided to take a detour. He took a left, then a right, another left, and he arrived.

Stark tower, or soon-to-be Avengers tower.

If anyone could find out secrets about people, it was Tony Stark. Lucky for cap, they were quite close... ish.

He walked through the glass doors into the elegant (huge) building, trying not to look too impressed.

He walked up to the reception (Tony's HOUSE has a  RECEPTION) and was greeted with a grumpy-looking black haired woman. Her name tag said her name was 'Slut'-

OH WAIT...

Steve sighed at how immature Tony could be, the poor woman.  He wondered if every employee's name tag was so insulting.

They probably were, It's Tony Stark, guys.

Steve sighed and looked at the woman pitifully, she didn't seem to care.

"Whadd'ya want?" She spat, not even bothering to look up at him.

"I'm here to see Tony Stark, he -uh- works with me"

This time she looked up. Steve expected some kind of reaction from her, but she just looked back down again.

"Mr. Stark has been expecting you," She handed him a key card, "92nd floor"

She nodded to the elevator and Steve thanked her before walking off.

Tony has been expecting me? What does that mean?

The elevator ride was surprisingly short, despite him going to the 92nd floor. The elevator 'dinged' and the door slid open.

Steve stepped into the beautiful living room (there were 7 in the whole building) and couldn't stop his mouth from hanging open just a tiny bit. The room had a huge sofa, a glass coffee table, ottomans, a flatscreen TV and all!

Steve only had his apartment...

He was brought out of his trance by a chuckle belonging to none other than some say biggest asshole in the planet;

Tony freaking Stark.

"Cap-sicle," He mused, "I've been expecting you"

"So I've heard"

Tony patted the seat opposite him, Cap gladly sat down.

"You're here for a place to stay! You've finally come to your senses and accepted my offer for a room, heck, a floor!"

"Wh-what? No!"

"No? Then why are you here?"

As much as Steve would love to stay in the tower, he didn't want to be rude. Plus, there was a more pressing matter at hand.

"I need you to get me information on someone-"

"FINALLY! SOMETHING INTERESTING!!" Tony announced, jumping up.

Steve looked at him with the 'Mom look', and Tony sat back down, muttering a quick apology.

"You may continue, sorry"

Steve let out a content huff.

"I need you to research a guy named Alfred F. Jones, can you do it?"

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