[ Yeah, well, that's what you get for being the crankiest hobo, Bucky. Sam's not complaining about that smirk widening, though - he's already accepted that he likes the glimpses he gets of Bucky's sense of humor, likes getting him to be sarcastic and make him smile, so there's no need to think about it further.

And fortunately, that's more than enough for Sam. Anything that Bucky will actually admit helps is good with Sam. ]

How about a couple of options, huh? You can come with me to the hangar, 'cause I've got the feathers in one of the ships there. Or - I can go get them myself, you can take thirty seconds to wash your hair, and I'll meet you in a dark hidey hole of your choosing.