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Captain America does not approve of your choice of words in these times of panic. However, he saves your sorry butt (is that okay, Cap'n? PG enough for you?) and turns to the great green beast, and with one word....
...your worries have melted away, and the green guy focuses on beating a few cars down the street. Better hope those people have insurance. The Cap'n grabs your arm (what is it with handsome men grabbing your arm?) and takes you....well, somewhere.
