"I don't know!" He yanks the aluminum pan out of the oven with his left hand and dumps it in the sink. One look's enough to tell him the pie's a total loss, and what's more, the oven's still smoking.

Bucky shuts off the heat and crouches down to try to see if something's on fire, then leaps back to his feet as he hears Vision's voice echoing down the hallway.

"Sergeant -- Bucky? Agent Carter?" The man sounds calm enough, but a little more intense about it than usual as he approaches. "I have entered the apartment. Wanda is right behind me. Do you need assistance?"

"It's okay," he sighs, and goes to see if the kitchen window opens. "We're okay, Vision. Stand down."