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[yourbestguysgun]

[ He's holding up a sugar dispenser, that's all the video feed consists of, Bucky's hand as he turns it around, watching the yellow grains turn over and over. ] Sand. [ Captain obvious, but he seems to figure there's something off about it. ] That's the third thing today that's had sand in it an' it's early hours yet.

[ And it is, he's in the diner pretty early, probably pleased that he doesn't take anything in his coffee. Hopefully it didn't have sand in it, but it looks so far, so good. Bucky needs that.

Because this is at least distracting, so what the hell. ] Anyone got any ideas?

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[yourbestguysgun]

Ames, I was jokin'. I know you're my buddy.

[ Casually avoiding everything while holding the coffee cup up to his face. ] M'golden.

[waitedforyears]

I think I need t' come over there an' remind you.

[ Nuh-huh. Not believing you anymore. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm fine. [ Look at this face, it really is the face of a person who is fine, honest. ] Jus' tired. Don't sweat it.

[waitedforyears]

[ ....... well, maybe ] Would y' tell me if y' weren't?

[yourbestguysgun]

Sure.

[ HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN. ] You'd be the first to know, okay?

[waitedforyears]

Yeah, okay. [ Only half-believing him. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

Anyway. [ And this is him carefully extracting himself from where your concern can see, Amy. ] Gotta go. [ Draining his coffee. ] Work calls.

[waitedforyears]

See ya.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Quiet. ] Bye.

[ And just, hanging up. ]