ACCESSING FILES :// BARNES, JAMES --- cryostored
while natasha’s flagging down the bartender, bucky scrounges up a couple notes from his wallet to buy their drinks. cash seems a foreign concept to some nowadays, but it was harder to trace. ❛ that was the plan, ❜ he smiles, placing the amount on the bar top once they’ve made their orders.
while they wait, he keeps an eye out for a table opening. the only ones free were all grouped together in the centre; the spot unusually busy. had he known, he might have picked elsewhere. all thoughts forgotten, when they get their drinks. when a gentleman packs up and leaves at the same time, bucky moves closer, ducking his head to speak directly into nat’s ear. he picks up his beer, ❛ there’s a table —— over in the corner. y’wanna relocate? s’ kinda crowded this end. ❜
BARNES IS GOOD on his promise to buy their drinks. once they’re in hand, natasha takes hers from him and eyes the spot he’s pointing out. they need to move fast. the place is crowded --- she’s sure they’re not the only ones desperate to sit down. so she quickly slips through the crowd and claims the table --- seconds before another group of people would have. natasha doesn’t so much bat an eye in their direction as the turn on their heels.
❝ — prime real estate, ❞ she jokes as she takes a seat at the table. it isn’t the perfect location. she would much prefer to sit off to the side, shielded by the large backing of a booth. but they need to work with what they have. and at least from this spot, they both have a clear vision of both exits. natasha takes a sip from her drink. it is stronger than she was anticipating. ❝ — you think he’s going to show up to a place like this ? ❞
