Good, good. I'll make sure you have a good dinner, then.

[He's cheerful, and though he can't exactly lean into the touch on the motorcycle, Bucky does spend the trip pointing out various spots he thinks Steve would enjoy.]

You say that like it'd ever be a problem.

[Eventually, he slows down, parking a ways off from the actual restaurant, so they can have a chance to chat for a bit, while walking.]

They'll probably get a kick out of seeing you here.