The dark haired woman couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Both of them were dancing around the subject, using double entendres. It was an idea worth pursuing, but it would be best if they actually came out and said it. Just, on the off chance Bucky really did mean working out at the training room.

She brought the glass up to her lips, taking a slow sip of it.

"By workout you mean, you and I on my bed and having sex," she stated simply, not shy about the subject.

"Didn't think a man of your age would be up for such activities. Unless, you actually do mean working out in the physical sense." Hey, she could be wrong, but it was best if they were on the same page and clear about what they wanted.