"Oh, I'll never let you forget you said that," Natasha answers with a grin. There's some playfulness in his own voice, which is a charming novelty. If she can coax that out of him, she'll absolutely wait until a prime moment to casually ask if he remembers the time he said she's more delightful than Steve. Besides, it was just another sign that his trust in her was growing. Joking around like this might not strike many people as a vulnerability, but they've both been used as weapons. Humor is its own weakness. But as always, there's a strength in embracing those weaknesses. They make life more complicated, but that's exactly what makes life worth living.

She's laughing by the time he gets up to help guide the bag onto the coffee table. It's totally ridiculous that all of this didn't come in two bags. Maybe whoever at the restaurant packed it decided to take it as a personal challenge. Kneeling next to the table, she starts to meticulously extract each of the containers.

His question is met with a quick upward glance, a feigned look of indignation on her face that's belied by the smirk that lingers at the corner of her mouth. "I've seen you and Steve eat enough times to know you can pack it away. Besides, I figured with enough extras, I'd be able to convince you to take half the leftovers home with you so nothing goes to waste." That's right, Bucky. She's going to trick you into eating more things you enjoy. And she doesn't look even remotely repentant about it.

Smiling, she offers him one of the wrapped utensil packets, and then opens up the closest container to find the side of pork dumplings. She knows that the key to making anyone comfortable is setting the precedent, so she picks one out before tilting the container his way so he can get one to try if he wants to. "There's beer and water in the fridge if you need a refill."