He can see Steve rolling his eyes through the door, and that's more than enough to have him finally reaching for the knob, turning it, pulling the door open. Sure, Steve rolling his eyes might be a solid foot and a half higher than it was the last time Bucky had made him say the password before letting him in, but who's counting?

"Lucky guess, punk," he says with a little shrug, that grin still in place. It really is Steve. Even knowing he was here, it's a rush of relief to see him. "She told me you were wandering around somewhere. Figured I'd need to track you down sometime, looks like you beat me to it. Hey, Steve. Nice getup."

It's definitely Bucky right now. No guarantee he'll stay this Bucky-like, but for now, yeah.