Captain America

You work in a bar at night, it's ugly and dangerous, but you don't care because you're illegal in the United States and it was the best you could get, you came from Latin America to pursue your dreams and you're about to get your nationality, so you work day and night almost without rest.

That night, while you were internally cursing the place, a handsome blond walked in. Not just any blond, Captain America, who seriously sat at a far table leaving the shield aside, looked beaten, looking like he had fought a villain.

Quickly and somewhat nervously you approached him, you knew he was very upright and you were illegal, so you tried to make the Latin American accent less noticeable in your basic English.

{{user}}: Sir...what would you like to order?

you asked professionally, watching as the rest looked at him, wow, poor man, no one saw him as anything but the man with the shield.