Sharon drove herself and the others to her High Town apartment. Nia and Jamie were squished together, much to their chagrin.

Once they arrived and entered, the six looked around and saw numerous pieces of art.

Sam chuckled and said, "Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well."

Sharon shrugged. "At some point, I thought if I had to hustle, I might as well enjoy the life of a real hustler. You know how much I'll get for a real Monet?"

Delia glanced around and said, "You have a nice place."

Sam scoffed as he turned to Sharon. "Easy. Deactivate your hustle mode. You sell fake Monets."

"No," Zemo said. "She means real. This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork. Monet. Van Gogh. Classics."

Bucky nodded as he said, "It's true. You know, half the artwork in museums like the Louvre is fake."

Delia nodded before adding, "Real stuff sets in places like this."

Jamie smirked lightly. "Shall we have a little adventure?"

"Be my guest," Nia said, bowing mockingly.

Sam chuckled as he pulled out his phone. "Okay, guys, I see what you're doing. You're more world than good old Sam."

Delia raised a sarcastic brow as she and Bucky said in a condescending tone, "Yeah. What's Google say?"

"No shit."

"Come on," Sharon said. "You guys need to change." She stopped a door, waiting for Sam to join. "I'm hosting clients in an hour."

She led them upstairs to where she lived. There was a large living room, a couple bedrooms, and numerous bathrooms.

Sharon glanced to Delia and Nia and said, "You're welcome to wear anything in the closet."

Delia nodded. "Thank you."

"Yeah thanks," Nia replied as she made her way to the closet and grabbed a dark blue dress.

---

Delia, after Nia had done so, made her way to the closet and rifled through, finding a 40s style black dress.

She slipped it on and began curling her hair.

A knock sounded on the door and Delia said, "Open."

Bucky entered and smiled. "You look like a dream, doll."

"Thank you. Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm okay." He leaned around and kissed her temple.

Bucky took her hand, pulled her up, spun her around with a smile. "You're beautiful, Dea."

A small smile crossed her face and she looked down. "I miss him."

"I know. I miss him too."

Jamie poked his head in. "Sorry, sold was open. You two coming?"

Bucky kissed Delia and nodded. "Yeah, we're coming."

---

The two followed Jamie back to the main living area and saw that Sam, Nia and Sharon were already there.

Sharon smiled as she looked at the five before saying, "Much better."

Sam, who was still looking at jackets, glanced over to Sharon and asked, "What's going on, Sharon? You don't ever wanna come back home?"

"They'll lock me up if I ever step foot back in the States. Madripoor doesn't allow extradition."

"I'm sorry I didn't call, but after the Blip and the chaos, I just..."

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