Sam lets the others get their bearings and breaks away from the small crowd. It wasn't so long ago that Bucky (not-Bucky) had brought him here for the first time. Sam had been feeling a lot of mixed emotions and he understood that sometimes you just needed a minute to get your bearings. He was just glad that the friendly face in charge of the saloon made that a bit easier.

I mean, come on, how could you not smile back at the big, jolly guy who looked like he could throw you out the door or give you a big hug depending on the day? Sam may have strong feelings about this place, but he'd liked North almost instantly. He smiles back, sliding up onto a stool across from him.

"Hey North, we're back. What've you got cooked up today?"