Oh. Ouch. Good comeback. Bucky grinned, despite the rising fire at that toss back. He knew he had won. If Steve had to play that card, it meant as much. Bucky followed him with extra energy to his step, excited for the ride.

It was supposed to be the greatest thrill ever. Said so in the pamphlet and in the shouts rolling from caller to caller. Try your luck, three balls a dime. Everyone's a winner, every time.

Sure, it was all showmanship, but it worked. It had Bucky all the more determined, and he had succeeded. Steve was riding with him. They were both going to have a good time. And if they didn't, which he didn't currently believe possible, he would make it up to Steve, later. Save up every single extra penny and take him to that new picture coming out.

"Really cutting me at the knees."

It was his only real reply. Any wrong word now and he could still lose him, but they were getting on this ride if it was the last thing he did. He could feel bad about it later.