They were probably going to have to work on expressing emotions if they wanted Bucky to blend in more with the general populace, but Sam caught that earlier tiny smile and pats Bucky's shoulder again.

"What kind of breed did you have in mind? Or did you just want to head over and see if any of the puppies there catch your eye?"

They finally make it to the diner, and he pulls the door open, gesturing the other man in and to one of the booths.