Re: Dance Floor
It didn't take much effort to get Bucky moving along to the song, no longer in much of a hurry to get away. "Not sure they'd look as great on me as they do you," Bucky admitted, trying not to dwell too much on the fact he had no idea what she was referencing. Whatever she was supposed to be, it was cute. But Gracie could probably dress as a sack of potatoes and still be just as cute. Furry pants seemed exclusively something only she could pull off.
"Maybe Steve can send Vincent your way for a good morning kiss," he joked lightly, resting his hand on her lower back. "Yeah, it's..." well, it wasn't great, being around this many people never was, but the entire experience wasn't bad. And sometimes it was nice to force himself a bit outside of his comfort zone, try to feel a bit more normal and functional. "It's good. Avoiding the drinks, but Steve keeps bringing me food. Food-food. Because apparently surviving on sugar alone isn't healthy." He wrinkled his nose at the thought.