[ There is definitely no doubts whatsoever that someone is here. After all, when Bucky walks into the bunker, there's the immediate sound of... music? Though there's also parts of it that aren't music, like the sound of metal hitting metal and Jack yelling. At least it's not terribly loud, or not so loud to be heard outside of the bunker... ]

You stupid! [ bang ] PIECE! [ clang ] OF CRAP!

[ Aaaand crash, and the music cuts off abruptly. A pretty large robot gets kicked out of a side area that Jack seems to have made "his" area. It's a workbench with various parts on it that are all technical, and at the moment, for building a robot. What he's just kicked out is about as tall as his waist, and it's garishly yellow, but at least not playing dubstep anymore. Jack himself is looking a bit disheveled, with his usually perfect hair out of place, glasses, and even a cigarette tucked behind his ear. It seems like he's going for "engineer chic" today.

But of course, as soon as Bucky enters, Jack looks up sharply at first, but then just sighs out in exaggerated agony before dragging his hands across his face. ]

God, I— I wish you had? Hooooooly crap, this is a piece of junk. Why- Why did I think this was a bright idea? All it does is friggin'— That!

[ He gestures towards it angrily, but then pulls the cigarette from behind his ear before digging in his pockets for the lighter. After that outburst, he definitely needs a smoke. ]