It was pretty obvious just from Rumlow's tone when he said those words that he was just joking, although in this case Steve didn't catch the reference. He hadn't exactly prioritized children's shows during his catch-up (except for Disney, that is). "Pinky and the Brain?" he echoed. What a strange name. "A kid's show about world domination?" Not exactly an encouraging thought, but it probably wasn't as bad as it sounded.

At this point, the game was finally starting, with someone Steve didn't recognize taking the stand to sing the National Anthem. Tempting as it was to put his hand over his heart, he was pretty sure that Rumlow would laugh him right out of his apartment if he did that.

So instead he focused on Rumlow's request to see his art sometime. It seemed like a fair trade, and Steve wasn't as nervous about showing off his work as he had once been. He nodded. "Sure, I think that can be arranged. I don't have anything on me right now, but I can bring my sketchbook to HQ sometime so you can have a look."