The crew cut hadn't been Bruce's choice. Probably hadn't been Hulk's either, but who knows?

He grunts at the suggestion, but doesn't push to stand up just yet. "I need something to do. Let's get her someplace a little less Earth and then I need to go somewhere that doesn't have Asgardians or anyone in uniform."

He doesn't want to be focused on. He wants to pretend the day's gone better than it has so far. "Buy me a drink."