[Becca is spitting mad. The whole reason she argued to carry all this stuff upstairs was so she could get a look at Bucky's apartment - she's nearly sure that he's living in a terrible way, and she's worried about him, but he'll never let her in if she just drops round.

Now she's being essentially forced out again, because she's not going to embarrass him by arguing in front of Steve and his friend. Damn it. She looks so angry as she stalks downstairs, barely giving him a backwards glance.]

Yeah, forget it. I can walk myself out, James.

[Bucky sighs, making an apologetic face at the other two.]

Sorry, uh-- I would like to hear those embarrassing college stories sometime, though, everyone needs good blackmail material.

[Natasha laughs.] Oh, I like him. But I better go, Steve might cry if I start to tell you about the time he got arrested by campus security for running across the quad naked when Clint stole his clothes at the pool, and then his swimtrunks while he showered--- oops, guess I just told you. Oh well.