"A good friend," Steph agrees, managing a smile. Bucky's fine - he's just fine. She left him behind in the pub on the other side of the door, smiling and smirking and teasing as he promised to join her team.

Bucky's fine, he's safe, he's back with her. This man looks similar but that's all. Just a look.

"You know, I really don't know," she answers after a moment's thought, grinning. "I just sort of wandered in, got the speech just a moment ago. A drink wouldn't be amiss before I get back, though, if it's true that no one'll miss me out there."

She lifts a hand to wave over the bartender. She'd bought drinks for her men outside and it's not like she has anyone back home to send her pay to. Another drink for herself won't break the bank.