[Bucky settles into a position that looks half comfortable and half as if he's on edge waiting for something to happen. Like it's a learned stillness, an ability to keep position for hours.]

Damn right I want to, you're a fascinating man, Mr. Rogers, I want to know everything.

[He really means that too, goddamn but he's already deep.]

So... why don't you tell me how you got into art? And why you're not off somewhere being a famous artist instead of working for Parks and Rec?