Bucky snorts and doesn’t dignify that with a response. Sure, he’ll climb out of the broken window of his own house. Slink away like a runaway teen.
“Sure, you’ll find me on the highway riding my cow out of town.” The better alternative would be for Zemo to leave and then Bucky can decide if he’s rattled enough by his unwanted guest showing up to pack up and leave.
Drying his hands off after drying the dishes, Bucky heads out for the barn. His dog seems to want to follow, but. It also seems rude to leave the only guest in years just sitting there. She looks out the door, then turns back to look at Zemo, then looks back at the door, uncertain if she should sit and stay or follow the grumpy old man out.
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“Sure, you’ll find me on the highway riding my cow out of town.” The better alternative would be for Zemo to leave and then Bucky can decide if he’s rattled enough by his unwanted guest showing up to pack up and leave.
Drying his hands off after drying the dishes, Bucky heads out for the barn. His dog seems to want to follow, but. It also seems rude to leave the only guest in years just sitting there. She looks out the door, then turns back to look at Zemo, then looks back at the door, uncertain if she should sit and stay or follow the grumpy old man out.