"Buck. Bucky. James Buchanan Barnes. Buckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybucky." [ there's a pause as she sucks in a deep breath. ] "Buckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybuckybucky. Get your ass to New York for New Years Eve. I'm serious, Bucky. I miss you and Cap. Plus you guys are totally old and boring now. You need some excitement in your life. And you know you miss me. And Tina. But mostly me. Because I'm your favorite. And I swear if you don't fly out here ASAP then I am going to find so many new ways to annoy you in 2012. You're going to look back on the time I stole your favorite rifle and think 'Those were the good old days.' Plus I still have that dagger I liberated from your safe last time I was visiting. If you want to see it again, you better get out here. Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?"