Steve is visibly tense under the onslaught of popularity, at first. He hates being recognized on the street, and while he does feel some warmth towards the people who truly believe in Captain America and what he stands for, he'd just as soon not run into any. It doesn't take him long to realize he's invisible next to Tony Stark, though. In a way, he's even more anonymous by his side than he would be alone, because no one notices a tall, handsome nobody next to a less-tall handsome somebody. It's almost liberating.

He does make sure to pull the brim of his hat down and angle his face away, though. He doesn't want to be in the background of any chance snapshots.

Tony's calculating, analytical gaze makes Steve feel slightly more vulnerable than he'd like, but it's a small price to pay for ice cold birch beer. Maybe it will feel satisfying to Tony to watch Steve genuinely enjoy his meal choice.

He blinks at the suggestion, then looks thoughtful, because politics is a long way out of his wheelhouse, but he wouldn't be surprised if his Tony has been involved in ways other than getting caught up in the Accords. He's going to ask later. "No...but honestly, we could do worse then President Tony Stark. I don't think you'd enjoy the process, but if you're serious and the world doesn't blow up, go for it. At least one of the two of me will vote for you."