Annabel is in line getting food. She's not been eating much lately and although she had a few good talks today, she's slowly burning out on socializing and in desperate need for something to eat.

But her eyes happen to catch sight of the metal arm and she can't stop staring. Bartholomew, the mechanical cat, doesn't bother staring, he just wanders over to Bucky and hops on the counter and watches the man, tail lazily waving back and forth.