As you pull up to the restaurant you gasp. Howard had taken you to the most expensive restaurant in town, you shouldn't have been surprised really but you was.

"Wait here" Howard says to you before getting out of car. Throwing his keys to valet before coming around to your side of the car and opening the door. He holds out an arm and you take it as you step out of the car. You thanked him and linked his arm as you headed inside.

"Mr Stark!" One of the waiters called out in a squeal of excitement, eagerly rushing over and shaking his hand. Howard laughs at the reaction he was getting. You could tell he enjoyed it though. Feeding his ego with every statement and every remake made.

The waiter leads you over to a table and Howard pulls your chair out for you. You wasn't use to this kind of behaviour. You were taken back by it a little, you liked the idea of being treated like a lady but you were perfectly capable of pulling out your own god damn chair. You flashed your best smile at Howard and sat down.

You both open the menu's as Howard orders a whole bottle of the restaurants 'finest champagne' You wanted to roll your eyes but you couldn't. Wether you wanted to admit it or not, Howard was pulling out all the stops. When you realised the champagne was $75 you told him that you could have just had water.

Howard laughs at you, almost mockingly.

"Oh flower. I spend double that on just a tie, money is no matter to me, be sure to order whatever you want"

You nodded and looked back down at the menu. The comment he made about his wealth was gut wrenching. He spent money carelessly, like it was nothing more than another drop in the ocean. You instantly thought of Steve, how poor he was growing up and the lengths his mother went too just to get a pretty penny, you felt sick with wonder at how many people Howard could help if he spent less money on fancy champagne and whatever else he wasted it on and focused more on genuine people who needed it. You could name about five families in your neighbourhood alone where even $10 would make hell of a difference to them.

You reminded yourself to be more grateful to your father and everything he ever provided to you.

Once you order your meals you sit back and make small talk, you talk to Howard about working at the diner and how you come about to do so, you mention your father and Adam and explain the situation without trying to put a damper on the conversation.

You try to ask Howard about his line of work but he dodged around the answer. Making you curious but questioning everything. Why wasn't he willing to open up? Was he hiding something?

Without realising your hand finds it's way to your daisy chain and you begin fiddling with it in your thumb. Howard studies you for a moment. Taking in your beauty. Your hazel eyes brightened whenever you talked about something with love and passion. Your lips plump with the red lipstick slathered across them, making them look luscious and desirable. He saw how your waist was corseted in by the style of your dress. Leaving your chest pushed up tight, the top of your breasts slightly spilling out of your dress. Howard gets lost to his not so pure thoughts before you bring him back to earth.

"Howard?" You say frowning. Making him look up and meet eye contact. You try to not look disgusted as his eyes lingered on your body. Like a dog hungry for his meal.

"Sorry Flower, I was distracted by your uncountable beauty" He tries to play off his ogling eyes and you bite the inside of your cheeks to try and stop yourself from making a sassy remark about how he should keep his eyes to himself unless he wants to lose them.

Your food arrives shortly after the slightly awkward encounter and you were thankful.

You both begin to eat and get back to the boring small talk. Howard not forgetting to mention how popular and wealthy he is at every given chance.

Bucky and Steve pull up to the restaurant and Bucky takes a breath. He parks his truck after refusing valet and looks at Steve who's eyes have widened.

"I could never afford to take Daisy to a place like this.." He mumbles insecurely.

"Has Daisy ever been the kind of woman to want this? Steve, Daisy would rather eat a pint of cheap ice cream and play monopoly or something than all of this, it's a facade!" Bucky waves his hand towards the restaurant. Making Steve laugh.

Steve nods agreeing with him but doubt still lingers in his mind. What woman WOULDN'T want this? It was fancy and lavish.

"So what's the plan?" Steve asks carefully.

"I'm going to go in there, interrupt the date, and make Daisy come out to you, you're going to confess your love for her and then you will ride off into the sunset living happily ever after" Bucky cheers, making a big dramatic speech.

Steve laughs and shoves him. Bucky doesn't even flinch from Steve's weak attempt but he chuckles at the effort.

"Do you know what you're going to say to her?" Bucky asks Steve. The scenario becoming more real.

Steve shakes his head

"Well you might want to think fast pal" Bucky opens the car door and gets out.

"W-what Bucky wait hang on..."

"I've waited for nearly fifteen years Steve. I'm not waiting any longer. You're going to tell her and you're going to tell her tonight!"

With that Bucky walks away. Leaving Steve in a whirlwind of thoughts, nervousness and tongue tied. This was it. This was his moment. So he better think of something. And fast.