When Marissa visited a few weeks ago, she got ahold of my camera and ambushed Bucky during his relaxation time. (y'know, as opposed to the rest of the time when he's working for a living. mmhm.)
He was tolerant at first.
Eventually he started getting a little irked.
And finally he called us into his office for a talk.
(watching him try to turn around to face outward in this tiny space-- which has no impetus for him to go in it to begin with-- was highly amusing.)
I hope you're having a wonderful weekend so far-- anyone else excited about Doctor Who airing tonight?