Uh, yeah. Let's do that. Armed sounds much better.

[He would ask about lake creature, but he's not sure he wants to know. He is definitely picturing Loch Ness Monster though.

Sam is ready to be done with Prom too, but apparently this weird ass dream has another trick up its sleeve. Sam is trying to protest but he's ushered up on stage, giving Steve a look at the cheering.

But he accepts the crown, turning to wave at the assembled crowd of teenagers only to hear a particularly unhappy, 'You cheating bastard! Well. Shit. There's Katie. Sam flashes a grin.] Sorry, it's just not going to work out. It's me, not you.

[And with that he hops down from the stage and beelines it for Steve.] Let's get some air.

[Come on, Rogers. Move it. Move it move it. By the time they get to the door, time will shift for them once again.]