"Hm," it's a small dissatisfied little noise but it's not without a note of sympathy. "Sorry, bub. It doesn't get less annoying— running into people you got no memory for who know all about you. If Hallmark made a card for the occasion they'd make a mint off guys like us."

"Let's find out. Colombian. Black. And whatever this guy wants," he says to server and seems to have credits enough for the both of them despite Bucky's offer.

"We met in the 40's," he says blowing steam off the top of his cup. "I was with the Devil's Brigade when I met you and Steve."