Coffee perking merrily away, Bucky stood in thought for a moment, then went to the refrigerator and looked inside. Pulling out eggs and cheese, he dug around in the produce drawer and found mushrooms and spring onions, and then spotted a pound of hickory smoked bacon on the back of the top shelf.
"You hungry?" he said over his shoulder to Hawkeye, who was hovering near the coffeemaker.
"Starving," was the immediate and eager reply. "What's for breakfast?"
"Scrambled eggs and bacon." Bucky carried his booty to the counter near the stove. "And if you can find some bread, toast."