Bucky followed along behind Loki, raising an eyebrow at him. Well, more at the way people reacted to him than the man himself. The path to the bar was cleared easily and he wondered what kind of man he was with that people wanted to stay out of his way. He didn't look scary, not to Bucky, but anything was possible when looks could be deceiving.

"Uh... No, um, preference." Bucky looked up at Loki. "You, er... You get whatever you want and I'll grab that booth in the corner." Bucky frowned and turned away from Loki, moving over to the corner where a booth sat empty. He sat down, making himself comfortable, or as much as he could be in a strange place.

His fingers drummed on the table as he waited for Loki to join him.