"I wouldn't mind visiting Paris and making some better memories of it." The only times he had ever been there had been during the war and then on missions the Soviets had sent him on, usually to assassinate someone.
Bucky didn't pull away until the oven dinged that the food was ready. Smiling some, he slipped away from L.L. and began working on getting dinner out of the oven and off of the stove and onto the appropriate plates for them.