Bucky hesitates and huffs that kind of irritated sigh that Zemo knows he always gets when he's won a non-argument with Bucky. This doesn't seem like a fight worth having. If Bucky is getting a clicky button phone, then fine, Zemo is getting another watch. Multiple watches, by the sounds of it, if he's going to get himself and Oeznik one.

"You haven't even worn half your watches," Bucky reminds him as they step into the watch store. There's cameras here, a few too many staff in suits compared to the number of customers. He's a little uncomfortable, but not to the point where the residual anxiety is showing in any obvious ways. At least until one of the more astute salespeople tries to separate the wife from the husband and lure Bucky to the other side of the store with some ridiculously overpriced limited editions.

"I'm fine thanks," he snips flatly, grip tightening on the shopping.