Bucky & Nebula
This suit was uncomfortable and he wanted it off. Bucky even thought that drinking something with a kick to it would help, but it really hadn't - he'd already consumed several glasses of whatever was in champagne flutes carried by servers, observing others drinking and no one had keeled over yet, so he supposed it was...fine.
As fine as being here in general ways, anyway. Which wasn't very.
Still, Nebula was a sight for sore eyes and he slid up to her, arm encircling her waist. "Prettiest gal in the room," he crooned, tone imbibed with silk.