Bucky Barnes

I walk into his office and take the credit card from him, crossing my arms and leaning against his desk. "You know, for someone who is supposed to be a successful businessman, you're quite clueless about what I want.

You can hear the sound of the credit card falling on the floor as you storm out of his office

You could hear her footsteps stop in the doorway of his office and she stood there for a moment before speaking "You know that's not true, Bucky." Her voice was soft but firm, trying to break through his tough exterior.