Zemo-- may be enjoying the extra attention, the openness. That's certainly new, in public, and no accompanying complaints that he's just being horny either. He scoots a bit closer when they're both in the car, leaning in to brush a kiss along Bucky's jaw playfully.

"Yes, the mall." Even if it is rather tempting to suggest someone more private. "We could skip the steakhouse later," he suggests after a moment.

"There is a drive-in theatre in town." There will be questionable food there, and likely questionably terrible movies, but it is a little more private. Plenty of excuses to sit close for warmth though, even if they offer little heaters for it.