We'll see. [He's joking of course. He trusts her. Bucky is fairly inconspicuous himself, despite the infamy. If he's relieved at all that it's going to a quiet kind of night out, he's doing his best not to let it show on his face. To be fair, it's New York - most people don't give a shit. They're either too caught up in their own world or too in a rush to get somewhere else that they'd only notice if someone was getting in their way.
He sits with the patience of a pup blissfully unaware that they're going to go out for a walk soon, aware that putting on makeup and getting dressed could take an hour or more. There's a chewtoy of a beer to keep his mouth busy. Someone's trained him well.]
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He sits with the patience of a pup blissfully unaware that they're going to go out for a walk soon, aware that putting on makeup and getting dressed could take an hour or more. There's a chewtoy of a beer to keep his mouth busy. Someone's trained him well.]