Bucky wasn't sure what she meant by that, but he'd long since come to the conclusion that Darcy was a little weird. He frowned a little at the mention of dancing. "Why do you want to go swing dancing?" he asked. Bucky could remember a time when he went dancing pretty much every weekend. He wasn't the best dancer around, but he wasn't half bad. He'd gotten a fair amount of practice.
"I've got a lot of reading to catch up on. And watching movies. That's pretty much what I've been doing with my spare time other than working out." He didn't really have all that much spare time. Life took a lot of time. Laundry and cooking and shopping and working and sleeping all took time. "Why, what are your hobbies?" he asked.