"Does anyone like them?" Really, you only went there when bad things were happening. And Clint had mainly been in medical for really bad things.

The moment it takes Bucky to get what he means is a sudden sharp reminder of the time difference between them. He eats his own handful of chocolate, chewing them thoughtfully. "Oh, in that way, it's plenty bleak. Weight loss is a multi-billion dollar industry." He turns around to start heating up the oil in the pan.