"I bet you say that to all the fellas."

Steve smirks at him. The truth is, Sam could never bore Steve. He admires what he does, the way he helps people. But enjoying the festival is seeming like a better and better idea, and a drink sounds pretty good too. He sets his sights on a game. Sam might even notice the large plush eagle that they have to offer.

"You might wanna go ahead and order those drinks."

Because he's winning that thing if it kills him.