Agent Rogers. That is all.
“Dat swagga. I’m so proud of you, Chris.”
“I don’t like my tie, there. My mom picked it out.”
“I was going to say that you can’t let your mother pick out your clothes. You are a grownup man and a movie star. But apparently she’s better at it than you are. So Chris, from now on, your mother is going to pick out all your clothes.”
“But I don’t — “
“Give me her number, she and I have important business to discuss.”
(I don’t have any proof his mother picks out his clothes, but I have made a study of the fashion decisions of the Avengers and that sure looks like an outfit someone else told him to wear.)