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My place. 7 pm Pizza and drinks?

[~~Hi Steve.~~]

Am I responsible for the pizza or the drinks?

Neither. My treat. You cool with meat lovers?

Sure. They got anchovies?

You're joking, right?

No? What's wrong with anchovies?

Nothing. Other than the fact they're awful. Don't tell me you like pineapple on your pizza too. 🤢

No, now that is awful.

Good. I was about to revoke your New Yorker card. See you at 7?

Sure, I'll be there.

Cool.

[Almost like it was planned this way, the pizza arrives just before Steve does. Her house is a lot cleaner since the last time Steve had come over.]

Hey. Come in. Pizza just got here and oddly enough they managed to run out of anchovies. Hope that's okay.

It's okay, I thought that might be the case so I brought a tin with me.

[ Just kidding. He cracks a smile and pulls out what he actually did bring, which is beer. ]

Hey.

[Beer in view, Skye steps out of the way so he can come inside.]

Alright, I guess you can come in.

[Closing the door behind him Skye leads him into the living room where the pizza was waiting.]

No date tonight?

[Not that she was going out on one either. Although, there is a slight chance she might go see Bucky later. Depending on when he gets done with work.]

No?

--Why, do you have a date tonight?

[ Does Bucky have a date tonight? Is this gonna get weird? ]

Nope. Bucky is working late, figured it would be a great time for us to catch up.

[Taking a seat on the small couch, Skye leaves room for him as she opens the lid of the pizza box and hands him a paper plate.]

How are things with Julia?

[No beating around the bush here. Give her all the gossip.]

They're good.

She's good. Had a birthday. Quit the library, started up a bookshop.

I think she's happy.

[ He seems proud of this, and takes a plate, grabbing some pizza. ]

It's hot.

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Good, cause it seems like you are too.

[Hell, Skye is happy too. For him. For the both of them. He of all people deserves to be happy here.

Taking her own slice, Skye folds it in half and gently blows on it before taking a bite.]

I mean, it's no 99 cent pizza, but it'll do I guess.

[She doubts that place was around when he was a kid, but maybe he's visited it since then?]

You ever go to the one off Broadway between 54th and 55th street? Life changing. Especially when you're drunk.

Of course. Can't beat a good New York pizza. Unless it's a good New York hot dog.

[ Listen, hot dogs may not be as popular as they were in their hayday, but he definitely has fond memories of them. They remind him of his childhood. ]

And yeah... you're right. Thought I was all settled in, but. I think this is helping.

[ He looks up. ]

Haven't gotten into any trouble since I last saw you, right?

[Skye almost looks giddy when he mentions how Julia is helping him feel settled here as she can definitely relate to that with Bucky. Rolling her eyes at his question, she fights back a smile in an attempt to look ‘offended’.]

When do I ever get in trouble?

You're walking trouble.

You and Buck. Match made in whichever place is trying to give me a heart attack.

[ Especially regarding each other, but listen. She doesn't need to know that. ]

Wow I can’t believe you actually just said that.

[~~Yes she can.~~]

I don’t think it’s fair to put Bucky in the same category as me though. If anyone is going to do something stupid, it’s me.

Your stupid is either incomprehensibly stupid, or we're talking about different Buckies.

Are you kidding me? I’m way dumber than Bucky.

--What did you do?

Right this second? Nothing. But I think we both know it's only a matter of time before I do something stupid...

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