Steve had been nervous when he realised that Bucky was here too. What would they do to him? Was he still able to be triggered into being the Winter Solder? Was he the Winter Soldier? He hoped not but was there any way of really knowing? Then he realised that he probably wouldn't have reached out to Stark if that was the case. It was his fear that was making him worry about that. So he reached out to his friend.
It was all he could do. He couldn't let Bucky face this alone.
Claiming a table at the back he ordered them some beer and dumplings and chicken before removing his cap, fake glasses and beard (god that was itchy) that he had donned in an effort to disguise his look. Being wanted by the American Government made it hard for him to move around, especially when his face was so well known.
"Damn, here I was hoping you'd be offering me one. You always did such a good job," Steve said with a grin as Bucky slipped into the seat across from him. "I got you a beer. I figured we could use it and some food. I hope that's alright with you?"