He shrugs, just a little, and the corner of his mouth turns up in a wry smile. "Haven't needed anything but a uniform to be dressed up since 1943," he points out, and Steve grins at him. "I know the feeling."

They both look at Nakia at the same time when she gently scolds them, and Steve pats Bucky on the back.

"She's got a point."

"And we have much to choose from," Shuri says, beaming, and leads the way to the table with its large selection of dishes.