"Sure," Judith agreed amicably, sweeping her skirts out of the way as she moved toward the drawer where the kitchen silverware was always kept- though it brought her a bit nearer to Bucky, she kept a small respectful distance between them- perhaps for his benefit as much as her own. The ruffle at the bottom of her dress still managed to brush his pantleg and boot. That's when she caught his eye, deliberately, with a hopeful smile and a gentle point up toward the cabinet.
"Would you mind? I'm not exactly dressed for counter-climbing." Even in her small heeled Victorian boots, Judith barely reached five foot one.