Bucky smiled, pleased that he'd got something right. Glancing down at the little fluff ball that begun nibbling his fingers. "I know she'll at least like the kitten. She wanted to get one for us, like as a first 'our' thing I guess. I said we should pick it out together, but when I saw this little fuzzball I couldn't pass her up. I'd just gone into Oz to get you flowers, since it was there or silk ones." Though he wasn't entirely sure they were made of silk anymore. They had looked a good bit cheaper from what he remembered.