A living legend

[SURPRISE, BARGE. You now have a Captain America sprawled in a chair in the dining room, and he looks a little like he's been through hell in the past couple hours. No big, just fighting creepy aliens and explosions and all that stuff. Anyway, he's kind of half-asleep at the moment, but he starts a little and blinks when he notices he's ...kind of obviously not in New York anymore.]

...Uh. What happened to the shawarma place? [Give him a moment, guys, he's tired, but soon enough realization dawns.]

...Oh. Right. Okay. Tony, are you still around? Dick? How long was I gone for?

[There is the sound of buttons being a bit haphazardly mashed, and some slight shuffling. Eventually, there is a quiet 'oh', and the video flickers to life and reveals a handsome young man, dressed in a tight-fitting t-shirt and sweat pants.]

Sorry, folks, I'm still trying to figure out how things work around here. [He gives a little sheepish smile and ducks his head, before glancing back to the camera.] Uh. Hello, I'm Captain Steve Rogers. Some of you might know me as Captain America. I'm from Brooklyn, New York, and I was told that you could use my help up here.

There's not -- a lot for me to do at home right now, so here I am. [A little pause.] Though if anyone could catch me up on -- current events, back home, it'd be appreciated.