"Also blue," Bucky said. Not exactly a lot to build a relationship on, but it was something to start. A little reminder of the fact they'd been hitting it off well that night at the Holiday party... right up until they weren't.

"I prefer whiskey, bourbon, scotch, rye, depending on my mood but I do like a good scotch." He turned then, finally getting on the freeway so it actually felt like they were getting out of the city. "But I respect the fact you drink vodka straight. I like that in a woman."

He paused a moment then. He was largely responding to her story, but that was easier than deciding what to add himself. "I only speak four languages, including English, but you're teaching me Russian."

Not true, but he knew enough Russian to make it stick, and German and French from the War.

"Used to be in the army, but I'm out now and looking for a new job."