Sharon drove herself and the others to her High Town apartment.

Once they arrived and entered, the four looked around and saw numerous pieces of art.

Sam chuckled and said, "Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well."

Sharon shrugged. "At some point, I thought if I had to hustle, I might as well enjoy the life of a real hustler. You know how much I'll get for a real Monet?"

Bea looked around and said, "You have a pretty nice place."

Sam scoffed as he turned to Sharon. "Easy. Deactivate your hustle mode. You sell fake Monets."

"No," Zemo said. "She means real. This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork. Monet. Van Gogh. Classics."

Bucky nodded as he said, "It's true. You know, half the artwork in museums like the Louvre is fake."

"Real stuff sets in places like this," Phillip added.

Sam chuckled as he pulled out his phone. "Okay, I see what you're doing. You two are more worldly than good old Sam."

Bucky and Phillip said in a condescending tone, "Yeah. What's Google say?"

"No shit."

Bea rolled her eyes and shook her head as she let out a sigh.

"Come on," Sharon said. "You guys need to change." She stopped a door, waiting for Sam to join. "I'm hosting clients in an hour."

She led them upstairs to where she lived. There was a large living room, a couple bedrooms, and numerous bathrooms.

Sharon glanced to Bea and said, "You're welcome to wear anything in the closet."

Bea nodded. "Thanks."

---

She made her way to the closet and rifled through, finding a nice 40s blue dress.

She slipped it on and began combing her hair.

A knock sounded on the door and she said, "Open."

Phillip entered and smiled. "You look stunning, Bea."

"Thank you. Are you okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay. Are you?"

"I'm fine."

He sighed. "Is it stupid to say I miss my, our I guess, our cat?"

"Not at all. I miss her too."

He pulled her up and kissed her temple. "Should we join the others?"

She kissed him and nodded.

---

The two made their way back to the main living area and saw that Sam, Bucky and Sharon were already there.

Sharon smiled as she looked at the three before saying, "Much better."

Sam, who was still looking at jackets, glanced over to Sharon and asked, "What's going on, Sharon? You don't ever wanna come back home?"

"They'll lock me up if I ever step foot back in the States. Madripoor doesn't allow extradition."

"I'm sorry I didn't call, but after the Blip and the chaos, I just..."

"Look, you know the whole hero thing is a joke, right?" She tucked a strand of hair back. "I mean, the way you gave up that shield, deep down, you must know it's all hypocrisy."

"He knows," Zemo said with a shrug. "And not so deep down."

"By the way, how is the new Cap?"

Bucky and Phillip, who were sitting on the couch, the latter next to his wife, replied, "Don't get me started."

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