[Whether he wanted a corndog or not, he's getting one. They had a deal. Fried mystery sausage cloaked in corn batter for one stuffed possibly-an-otter-but-who-knows. It's a fair trade.] Well, if we're a couple'a free agents, then. [It's not like spending time with Tony is a hardship. There aren't a lot of people Bucky can relax around, but he's become one of them.]
Sure, I can do that. I'm a proper gentleman, you know. [He shoots him a wry smile and offers his free arm, like the proper gentleman he's not.]
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Sure, I can do that. I'm a proper gentleman, you know. [He shoots him a wry smile and offers his free arm, like the proper gentleman he's not.]