"Mm? Tony Stark." And he hopes, really hopes, that means fuck and all to her. It's becoming something of a relief to have his name met with blank stares. Zero expectations, zero pressure. He puts enough on himself as it is. "A shower is pretty basic compared to most of what I usually do, so."

Sam? Sam the-

He does turn enough to squint at her properly, now. Eyes flicking from her face to her mouth (no visible fangs) to- wasn't it somewhat sunny outside? What is and isn't true here. "...A vampire. That makes hooch."

For a long, lingering moment he lets the concept roll around in the back of his head before shrugging. "Fuck it. Not the strangest thing in my world and wow- that says something."