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I'm sure I could wrangle something up. Just say the word, Agent. [Maybe if he asked really nicely the wardens would give him one damn thing and not take it away. He's sitting at a table away from the door, towards the back. Bucky's a bit ruffled, but not completely unkempt. He sees her and gives a little, quirky grin, only half of his mouth rising.]