"I'm aware," she says in a deep tone, ensuring that she speaks in her American accent. As she easily slices into the steak, she knows that this whole charade is too easy. She always wanted to be like Samantha and be the perfect witch and wife and solve problems while living efficiently.

Life isn't a sitcom, even though it's feeling very close to it right now.

She moans when she bites into the steak. Unsurprising, yet again. It doesn't matter to her how many weeks he's spent cooking for her, everything tastes better and better. Wanda will never forget what it's like to go without fresh food.

She'd thought Bucky Barnes would be a big walking question mark, someone to keep two eyes on and her back up around, but she's growing too relaxed. It's too easy to believe this is real.

"Is this what you did before?" she asks as she cuts into her steak once more. "Cook all the time?"