The look on Bucky's face is pretty horrified as he slowly pans his head over to Kobra. "Jeez Louise... I guess I can stop complaining about what I had to eat during the War." Rations might as well be nothing better than dog food, but it wasn't actual dog food.

"Do lizards taste better than squirrels?" Honestly, Bucky doubts it, but he may as well ask in case he finds himself between a rock and a hard place with a lizard. And when the line moves on, so does he. The ice cream is materialized almost instantly, looking perfectly scooped right out of the big carton barrels. All he has to do is swipe his credit card over the pad (you know, once he finds it) and the ice cream is his.