Bucky tilted his head in concession; it certainly was nice to not be living in a slum (again), that was for sure. Of course, at this point, anything was nicer than sleeping out in the wilderness of Europe. Looked at from that perspective, what was some garish wallpaper and an alarming amount of glitz?

"Ooh, the Gardens," Bucky teased with a smile. "Fancy name. Seediness doesn't bother me, so long's people leave me alone. What other people choose to do is their own business, I figure. So long as it ain't hurtin' anybody."