I tried to use a fork. He gave me shit for it, but. I've been an animal for eighty years. I don't have to be anymore. [Of course, that didn't stop buffalo sauce getting on his lips, but it was a much more controlled mess than trying to deal with excess sauce when there's already excess sauce all over his hands.]

You're not that famous are you? [He loves Steve, don't get him wrong. But being a world famous celebrity, it's stressful going out anywhere with him. There's always a crazy mob and Bucky finds the attention a bit overwhelming. He doesn't envy Steve at all - sometimes he sees that smile crack with the occasional twitch of frustration. But somehow he's never snapped - at least, when they're out together.

Right now he just wants to eat without all that fanfare.]