He’s going to ignore anymore comments about his arm. Bucky shakes his head back and forth and smiles, pointing forwards and walking in the direction that he’s pointed out while turning his head to look back at the agent.
“Come on. There’s a nice place right down the street. I’m sure they’ve got enough plastic forks to go around for everybody.”
"Plastic? So I see we're not going high society today." stuffing her hands in her pockets, she grinned, before trying to keep up. To be fair, he has probably 4 times the muscles she did.















