"I didn't have any specific plans," says Bucky with a slight frown, which is true enough, for all that it sounds incredibly evasive. All of his commitments are in the morning, leaving his afternoons and evenings to himself. Some are more eventful than others, but for the most part, if he doesn't go out to clear his head for a few hours, his nights are painfully dull, either spent playing cards with Jason or getting the occasional drink with Wolverine.

Opening the door for Steve, he steps to the side to let his friend in first. "Why?"