"You wanna do a drive-in theatre?" Bucky asks with a small laugh. Honestly he's not that familiar with the format - there was one in New York before the war, but it was one of those things that really boomed and then subsequently declined in popularity while he was the Winter Soldier. But he's aware of how they work and what's involved and he's pleasantly surprised Zemo would choose that over a steakhouse.

"Okay. Well let's see how the day goes." Having several ideas for spending the evening is better than none. Regardless of whether they end up at the theatre or at the steakhouse, Zemo should expect that Bucky's going to order trash either way.

The other mall is only a short drive away and thankfully Zemo doesn't spend the entire drive trying to distract Bucky. It also has a JCPenney but a few different stores, so they don't have to see the same or similar things twice.

"Okay, okay," Bucky discourages gently with something that sounds suspiciously like a giggle. "We can't make out while I'm driving."