he who hesitates is toast

She steadfastly ignores the look Nat gives her. This is all beyond classified, and it's exploding all over them, but she doesn't care. If it helps him remember –

"Yes," she confirms, as a rising flood of hope almost chokes her. Had he noticed the lamp, after all? "That, and – and other reasons."

Steve's a steady, solid, hopeful presence at her side. "Brooklyn," he says. "Coney Island, the Dodgers."