[Stephanie might be outside five minutes before their agreed meeting time, but Zemo pulls up in front of her building with two and change left to spare.
It's easy to hear him coming thanks to the rather loud purr of his soft-top convertible - a vintage Aston Martin (which was probably going a bit too fast for such a neighborhood). The car's in pristine condition, not a scratch in the paint or a spot on the cream-colored interior. Rarer than rare, ludicrously expensive. Definitely a part of his aforementioned collections.]
Miss Stephanie! Hello. [Zemo flashes a charming smile, peering down from behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses. Gloved hands still on the steering wheel and the shifter, he places the car in park but lets the engine idle. He's elegantly dressed like their meeting at the museum - it's almost like the term casual doesn't exist in this man's vocabulary.]
I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long?
[Yes he's still technically early but... he could've been earlier, you know? Made an even better impression?
He's already getting out of the car to meet her on the sidewalk. He'll even open the passenger door for her like the gentleman he is. But first - he has to say hello properly: by embracing her and pressing kisses to her cheeks one at a time. It's a Sokovian thing.]
a million years later... (i'm so sorry)
It's easy to hear him coming thanks to the rather loud purr of his soft-top convertible - a vintage Aston Martin (which was probably going a bit too fast for such a neighborhood). The car's in pristine condition, not a scratch in the paint or a spot on the cream-colored interior. Rarer than rare, ludicrously expensive. Definitely a part of his aforementioned collections.]
Miss Stephanie! Hello. [Zemo flashes a charming smile, peering down from behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses. Gloved hands still on the steering wheel and the shifter, he places the car in park but lets the engine idle. He's elegantly dressed like their meeting at the museum - it's almost like the term casual doesn't exist in this man's vocabulary.]
I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long?
[Yes he's still technically early but... he could've been earlier, you know? Made an even better impression?
He's already getting out of the car to meet her on the sidewalk. He'll even open the passenger door for her like the gentleman he is. But first - he has to say hello properly: by embracing her and pressing kisses to her cheeks one at a time. It's a Sokovian thing.]
You look lovely, my dear.