Once he was back, well not home, but back to Fandom and got the text messages that Steve sent him, Danny sighed. His steak better still be there.

Spoilers: it would not be.

"Steve? You there--what the hell did you do to this place?" The apartment was now sparkling clean and there were suspicious new decorations that Danny had the sinking suspicion that were filled with weapons or whatever ridiculous covert ops things Steve deemed important to have. Probably fake passports and cash.

[for the steak thief]