Maybe Steve isn't wary enough of potential alternates yet. It didn't really occur to him to wonder whether this is the Thor from his world or some other. Like Thor has concluded, though, it doesn't make much difference. They are, in substance, the same people, and they're both craving some kind of friendly reassurance right now.

"It's crazy what a couple years can do," he says, a little more softly. "I'm with you there, on the drink-in-hand idea."

He's quiet, then, until they settle in the cafe. He's never tried to order alcohol there, isn't sure if they even sell it, but there is definitely coffee, and after a moment's consideration he asks the server to just bring them a whole pot. Between the two of them, it'll get consumed. He'd bet money on it. Hell, he'd bet money on Thor being able to finish off a whole pot by himself, if he felt like it.

"Apple pie, for me," he says. "The coconut cream is pretty good too, though."