[Her smile is radiant, and just as every bit as beautiful as she remembered. It makes her think of lazy summer afternoons when the heat weighed in oppressively but she would force her into dancing lessons anyway, and then they'd crawl out on to the fire escape once the sun finally set. Memories of ice cream and winters so cold she didn't think they'd make it to the spring and the strays Bucky would leave milk out for that would send her lungs into fits, though she never told her.]
[It's infectious, and Steph can't help smiling back.]
WATCH ALL THE CONSERVATIVES BOYCOTT IT BECAUSE HOW DARE THEY
[It's infectious, and Steph can't help smiling back.]
That's really pretty, where'd you hear it?