Sam, Bucky, Zemo
"Not so bad this time," Zemo muttered. Showing up with the Winter Soldier was always helpful, and name dropping and an ass kicking worked to get them inside of Selby's lair. Thankfully, they hadn't been checked for the small Wakandan tech buds behind their ears, which everyone could listen in on.
Selby was lounging on a tacky couch, the reigning queen of this sketchy bar scene. After they were led past piles of drugs, money, and guns, she didn't bother to stand up. This was her realm and she was sitting pretty in it.
"You should know, Baron, people don't just come into my bar making demands."
"Not a demand," Zemo said, not bothering to sit down this time. Looking over at Sam and Bucky with a slight smirk, he added, "An offer. Before that, I'd like to introduce you to my good friends, Smiling Tiger and the Winter Soldier."