That voice echoed in her eyes as she heard him saunter in. It had to be Barnes, with the charming smugness that seemed to surround him so evident. Peggy locked her phone and dragged a perfect eyebrow up in greeting, "James Barnes, who unlocked your handcuffs?" she smirked internally.
She spun on the stool with her legs still crossed in her skirt and smiled, "Care to join a lady for a drink before it's time to go home?" she asked, tipping her full glass at him.