"I didn't think it'd be this hard to get a cup of coffee." Bucky shakes his head, looking from crushed cup to coffee-wet clothes to the other guy. Not someone he knows but that's saying little enough considering he hardly knows anyone.

Anonymity, finally! But at the cost of being in what is apparently an entirely different world; Bucky hasn't decided how he feels about that.

"'m sorry," he says, even though the other guy walked into him. But Bucky had been holding the coffee that they're now wearing so he's not entirely innocent. "Shaping up to be one of those days."