"Yeah. Okay." Steve felt a bit like an idiot... well, okay, what else was new? He stepped through the door into the cell, noting where Sam had pointed out the door to the bathroom. There was a small latch - nothing that could be used as a weapon - that indicated where it opened. He hadn't even noticed it, but that wasn't surprising, given how well it blended into the wall.

He stepped up in front of Bucky, looking sheepish as the other glared at him. "Hey. I. Uh. Probably should have mentioned... " He rubbed the back of his neck, nervously. Bucky had always been the one with dates, unless he'd found one for Steve, too. Steve had never exactly had to bring a date home to meet his best friend. "Sorry," he said, quietly. "I was pretty rude. To both of you."