"Of course you have," Steve says, with a chuckle, because between Hermione and Danny, there's enough foresight there to have something up and running right about now, if not yesterday. His fingers slip into Danny's hair from the nape of his neck, smoothing slowly. He likes the suit-and-tie look, he does. The only reason he'd teased Danny about it so much back home was because he knew it'd label him as a haole within seconds of stepping onto a crime scene.