Steve & Danny's House, Honolulu

Steve was in black cargo pants and a black t-shirt. Danny was getting into a tux. (Steve didn't trust their new spy friend Harry farther than he could he throw him with one arm and wo uld be watching him while Danny and Kono went in to meet with the smarmy British information broker. Steve hated most parts of this plan.)

"Danno?" he called up the stairs. "If you need help with the bow tie, you're out of luck with me, pal."