"James Buchanan Barnes! Just what do you think you're doing?" Bucky turned to see Rose perfectly dressed in her favourite shade of navy, small hands on her hips. His friends laughed at him.
"Yeah James!" They mocked the couple. He smiled at them and stood from the table, walking over to Rose.
"Robert don't mock me, because I can do a much better job than you." Rose remarked, the men oohed and laughed.
"You got yourself a fine one there Buck!" Bobby smiled, lifting his drink.
"Yeah yeah, what's wrong Doll?" He smiled at her. "What have I done?"
"You still owe me a dance." She pouted, red lipstick making her pout appear bigger.
"Is that all? You're such a Doll." He kissed her cheek, knowing how pedantic she was about her perfect red lipstick. "Alright, next song, my best gal gets the best dance." He smiled. The song changed soon after he spoke and Rose laughed. "Hey fellas, I'll be back, I owe my best gal a dance." His friends whistled and laughed, as he took Rose's hand and lead her to the floor.