He ambles down the hall with her toward the kitchen, then frowns as they draw close and he gets a good whiff of the air - which doesn't smell like the warm rich scent of cherries and pastry that they'd left before.

"Is that--"

The air in the kitchen's a little hazy. Bucky drops Sharon's hand and moves quickly to the oven to pull the door open - and as he does, he gets a wave of smoke full in the face.

On the ceiling in the hallway behind them, a smoke alarm begins to shriek.