I'll be there in a few. [And no, you can't change her mind. She'll be arriving a few minutes later dressed in black pajama bottoms, a light jacket and she's holding coffee, fresh donuts from the diner and trying for all the world to not glare at Bucky.] I was sleeping, bro. Sleeping. Do you know how rare it is for me to do that?

[She's done bitching now, Bucky, and will wrap her free arm around you in a hug, chin hooked over shoulder for a moment.] What's wrong? You're worrying me.