It's not... as weird as Bucky thought it would have been. It's different, sure, but it's not weird. He's a little reluctant to let go of Zemo but he does since they can't really walk to the car stumbling around like that.

"You could have woken up as a frog this morning and I'd still keep you," he jokes, letting his hand fall away as he gets the door for Zemo before making his way around to the driver's seat, slipping in quietly. They're just stopped on the side of the street, not in a proper carpark, so it's not so discreet to just start making out in the car - not that that thought had ever crossed his mind, of course... - but it does feel a little bit more like a disgusting honeymoon when he tries to contain a laugh sitting in next to Zemo, checking the mirrors before glancing over at Zemo again.

"So. Mall?"