You've been chasing him up about an updated tetanus shot this entire week. You'd think a man flying a metal fortress with metal fragments flying at him during flak would want some extra protection but hey! Now with your shift over, you're enjoying yourself at Thorpe Abbott's dance hall. Jazz music playing, your nurse friends giggling about something beside you, tonight was nice.

You can smell Bucky before you have to turn around to see him leaning against the bar beside you. A mix of cologne and smoke. "Fancy seeing you here." He says playfully, his deep voice easily heard over the ruckus of the hall.