Steve: No, Bucky. Listen to me, it'll be okay.
Bucky: You don't know that!
Steve: Maybe.
Bucky: What?
Steve: Just don't be afraid, it's going to be okay.
Nat, coming from behind: What's going on?
Steve, turning around: Nat! Hi! *gets up from the floor and goes to hug her*
Nat, hugging him: Hi, you.
Sam, arriving: What's wrong with him? *nudges his head in Bucky's direction*
Steve:Oh, yeah. *pulls back from the hug* He started watching Full House. Steve and DJ brokeup.
Nat, mumbling: He's then not ready to watch Fuller House...
Sam: What happens?
Nat: Love triangle. *shrugs*
Bucky: They were just meant to be. *sobs*
Nat: For the love of God, get up from the floor.
A pouting Bucky gets up from the floor
Nat: I'm gonna make some snacks and we'll watch Fuller House so you can that there are no reasons to weep.
Nat goes to the kitchen and grabs some stuff, she comes to the livingroom
Nat, grabbing Steve's arm: Come with me.
She drags him to the kitchen
Nat: Here, *hands him a jar of pickles* Can you open it?
Steve: Of course. *opens the jar and gives it back* Is that all you need me for?
Nat: Yep, thank you. *starts to leave the room*
Steve: Wait- Nat, can we talk?
Nat: Later, there's a broken fan over there.
Nat leaves the room
Steve: Yeah, sure.