Alright, so maybe Bucky could use a little practice with breaking eggs. The first one gets smashed into a gooey mess filled with eggshell shards, and the second ended up with pieces that must have sneaked in. C'mon, you can shoot a target from yards away, and can't crack a fucking egg? His frown sets in as he chides himself.

His look softens, though, when she pops over in front of him. Her enthusiasm is pretty cute, and at least it takes his mind off Things more often than not.

"Nope, not pulling anyone's chain. March the tenth."

It's something he lifted from the Washington D.C. display, something he hadn't known. Would he have been able to remember something as vital as that on his own...? It's nice, though, to find something more in common with Rahzel.

"As long as you bake the cakes, we can have whatever themed parties you want. Except surprise party. Don't think I'm ready for that yet."

No, Bucky is definitely not ready to be surprised; it would probably end in knives at this point.