"My old man went public a long time ago. I caught some hell for it at Colorado Springs but I never asked for any special treatment or favors. Still, a lot people didn't like me for it." Joe said.

At some point in his teens, Joe became uncomfortable with the idea of being Captain America's son and chose to try being a normal guy. Or as normal as one could get when they had the super-soldier serum coursing through their veins. That alone separated him from most of humanity. He was one of two people in the world who was genetically perfect in all the ways that mattered. Sometimes it made him uncomfortable.

Right now, though, he didn't mind so much.

When she said she liked that he didn't hide his face, Joe smiled and pointed at his face. "This ugly mug?" he said with a chuckle. "You're way too nice to me, Roxanne. By the way...do you mind if I call you Roxanne? I just...I really like your name. But I get if you don't want me to. I'm touchy about people using my real name so I understand." he said.

"You, though, have a face that belongs on magazine covers, billboards and any other place it can get on. I swear I saw a billboard with you on it on the way into town." Joe said.

"And yes, the food is great. I love this place." he said, eating a bit more.