"God, no," Bucky said quickly at the suggestion of signing autographs, even pulling a horrified face at the suggestion. "Some of the guys are into all that, but I've never liked it." Sure, he was their hometown guy, but at least New York had never been known for it's overly friendly residents. Nosey, sure. Angry and loud, yeah. Known for sweetness? No.

Besides, he was doing a job, what he should be doing to help people. Didn't mean he needed to be best friends with every stranger to do it. Howard liked to call him a surly bastard and Bucky didn't exactly try to stop him.

"Hey, I may not have had what you did, but I can carry a sack of groceries," he added with an eyeroll. Yeah, he knew she was teasing, but he'd seen what Peggy could do. If Steph was the one who went through that experiment instead of Peggy, then he was aware that she could carry him around if she wanted to. And, okay, maybe that was something he wasn't going to think about too much.

"Why don't we hit the shops on this end of town, then just take a cab to your place?"