log 009, filtered from Peggy

[thestarspangledman]

[Well, it took a while, but he's finally managed to figure out how to filter things from people and not just to people. Steve's place of choice for the day is the art room, settled into a corner with his sketchpad and pencils. He looks a little embarrassed, but -- there's no Bucky here for him to ask about this kind of thing.]

So, uh -- I don't know how many of you noticed, but I'm not...exactly a ladies' man. But I owe a certain lady a dance; promised her one back home, actually. I just, uh, want to make it special, I suppose. And there's no Stork Club around here to do that in.

So what I'm trying to say is -- does anyone have any, um, tips? For this sort of thing? ...Or if you could point me to some good music, say...Glenn Miller or Benny Goodman or someone, that'd be appreciated, too. So, uh. Thanks.

Comments

Threadjack

[aggravating]

She's seen you in spandex, Cap.

You might as well show up naked, after that.

[Useless comment is useless]

[thestarspangledman]

...I -- no. It wasn't exactly spandex in the 40s.

[aggravating]

I've seen the reels, Cap.

[God he loves making fun of people]

Maybe not spandex, but it was a pretty good substitute.

[lacksconviction]

If the fabric has been changed then you are quite obligated to show her your renewed attire!

[thestarspangledman]

No, I'm not.