The waitress brings waters and offers coffee. Bucky declines, not wanting to try caffeine on his nerves right now. He sips the water, and thinks. "Something smaller, better gas mileage." He says, softly.

He knows they need to trade cars. Hopefully, they can do it soon enough to ditch the silver SUV. It'd been a good car at the time, but now, they need to go long distances. Besides, they're heading into a heavier populated area. While the SUV wouldn't stand out, surely they could find a sedan or something to get them where they needed to go.

Then, the waitress is back to get their orders, Bucky hadn't even glanced at the menu and orders a cheeseburger with bacon and all the fixings and fries. Oh, and a chocolate shake to top it all off. He needs the calories.