"I'm a big eater," Sylvie informs the waiter with a smile that might be considered pleasant by most people, so long as they don't look at her eyes. She isn't trying to be rude, she simply doesn't like being questioned, she never has, and that's a trait that has existed long before the TVA came for her.

"Alright then," their server answers with a small smile and a nod. "That'll be right out and I'll be back in a moment with your wine."

He leaves the table and Sylvie leans toward Bucky a little. "He doesn't think we're capable," she says.