"Well, who... I mean..." Bucky's brain finally caught up to his rambling mouth, and he shook his head. That proved to be a mistake, and he squinted as the world spun for a moment. "Never mind, none of my business at all. Ignore me, I think the head injury is making me stupid."

Stupid enough to keep talking, apparently. "It's just... you guys don't fit anything I know about... that kind of thing. The area we grew up in, it was pretty rough. Lotsa mob bars, places that catered to that, ran pansy acts. Fairies hanging around by the docks, looking for johns. So it's not like I don't know how it works."