"No accounting for taste." Bucky says it, still in French, with a sort of flat, philosophical delivery. Then he cracks a smile again ands switches to English.
Among other things, he's not necessarily all that interested in talking about the other diners hair or shoes.
"Exactly the kind of thing you gossip about in French."
"Isn't that the truth?" she answers easily, lightly amused and smiling at his delivery. It's not exactly a sustainable topic of conversation, and she's not surprised when he switches back out of the language.
"Add in gossip about wine and food and we'll have the full trifecta," she muses, joining him back in English. It's maybe not a fair assessment of the French, but well. The topic is gossip after all. "What kind of thing would you like to talk about in English?"
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Among other things, he's not necessarily all that interested in talking about the other diners hair or shoes.
"Exactly the kind of thing you gossip about in French."
no subject
"Add in gossip about wine and food and we'll have the full trifecta," she muses, joining him back in English. It's maybe not a fair assessment of the French, but well. The topic is gossip after all. "What kind of thing would you like to talk about in English?"
no subject
After a beat of facing what seems like a brick wall of possible choices, he asks, "How's Yelena doing?"