Bucky looked out of the window, a bit of a mask falling over his eyes. He didn't want to ruin the moment by telling L.L. places like this he and Natasha owned were from illicit sales on the black market and contract kills he had taken before Steve and Natasha had fully freed his mind from the Soviets. "Well when you're frozen off and on over the years it helps to have a partner who knows how to invest without anyone noticing," he lied smoothly. He looked back down at her and gave her a warm smile.
Hearing her teasing about shopping he chuckled a bit. "Just to forewarn you from spending too much money there is a weight limit on those small jets." He brushed some of his shaggy hair from his eyes. "Wandering should be good. We got the whole weekend to do whatever we want. Though I do hope for tomorrow night you brought a nice outfit for your birthday dinner."