( there's a pause while he listens, taking it all in, the faintest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth; karen's passion for the movie is undeniable, and it's endearing. getting to hear from someone who has so many thoughts about a film and how it's crafted. maybe part of him is always vicariously living through other people's passions this way (he doesn't have much of them himself), but it's nice. he's slowly filling in his own gaps anyway, building up that vocabulary too.
when she finishes the description, bucky reaches for his jacket where it's still puddled on the bench, digs out a pocket-sized notebook and a pen, and he scribbles café de flores on a new page. it's sitting alongside the other pop culture references scribbled on the opposite side: mad max, men in black, jurassic park.
it was probably initially inscrutable as he reached for the jacket, but now it's pretty obvious what he's doing, as he closes the book again and taps the pen against the cover. )
I'm keeping a list of moves I've gotta watch. This sounds classier than most of the stuff people have been recommending, but I'm into it. You'd think I might have some insights about 1969, too, but I missed that year.
( the last thing he remembers from around then was 1963. the kennedy job. he'd been put back on ice afterward for a while.
karen's words are still lingering with him, even while he accepts a plate of french toast, starts to cut it into pieces. the opposite of being alone. two worlds divided by time but inherently the same. one foot in the past, one in the present. he's pretty sure he can relate. )
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when she finishes the description, bucky reaches for his jacket where it's still puddled on the bench, digs out a pocket-sized notebook and a pen, and he scribbles café de flores on a new page. it's sitting alongside the other pop culture references scribbled on the opposite side: mad max, men in black, jurassic park.
it was probably initially inscrutable as he reached for the jacket, but now it's pretty obvious what he's doing, as he closes the book again and taps the pen against the cover. )
I'm keeping a list of moves I've gotta watch. This sounds classier than most of the stuff people have been recommending, but I'm into it. You'd think I might have some insights about 1969, too, but I missed that year.
( the last thing he remembers from around then was 1963. the kennedy job. he'd been put back on ice afterward for a while.
karen's words are still lingering with him, even while he accepts a plate of french toast, starts to cut it into pieces. the opposite of being alone. two worlds divided by time but inherently the same. one foot in the past, one in the present. he's pretty sure he can relate. )
This breakfast looks great.