[Bucky has a lot more important things on his mind than Carnivale this month. After the kidnappings and everything else that's gone on the last several weeks, he'd rather relax for a while. Catch up with friends in quieter settings. Tony is one of the people Bucky is closest to in this place, or that's how it feels, after all the man did for him during the outbreak. He owes him.

Stopping by with food doesn't make up for much, but it's a start. He's got a few bags of take-out on his arm, enough to feed an army (or enough to feed two hungry men and give Tony some leftovers for his fridge), when he knocks on the door of the workshop.]

I brought dinner. I thought we could try this Chinese fusion place. Like hell if I can pronounce what it's fused with, so must be good, right?