Sharon drove herself and the others to her High Town apartment.
Once they arrived and entered, the four looked around and saw numerous pieces of art.
Sam chuckled and said, "Looks like breaking all those laws is treating you well."
Sharon shrugged. "At some point, I thought if I had to hustle, I might as well enjoy the life of a real hustler. You know how much I'll get for a real Monet?"
Adalyn spun around and said, "You got a nice place."
Sam scoffed as he turned to Sharon. "Easy. Deactivate your hustle mode. You sell fake Monets."
"No," Zemo said. "She means real. This gallery is specialized in stolen artwork. Monet. Van Gogh. Classics."
Bucky nodded, taking Adalyn's hand as he said, "It's true. You know, half the artwork in museums like the Louvre is fake. Real stuff sets in places like this."
Adalyn glanced at Sam. "Hustlers gotta hustle."
Sam frowned. "Did she seriously- Ada, don't say that again." He chuckled as he pulled out his phone. "Okay, guys, I see what you're doing. You're more world than good old Sam."
Adalyn raised a mocking brow as she and Bucky said, the latter in a condescending tone, "Yeah. What's Google say?"
"No shit."
"Come on," Sharon said. "You guys need to change." She stopped a door, waiting for Sam to join. "I'm hosting clients in an hour."
She led them upstairs to where she lived. There was a large living room, a couple bedrooms, and numerous bathrooms.
Sharon glanced to Adalyn and said, "Feel free to wear anything in the closet."
Adalyn nodded. "Thanks."
---
She made her way to the closet and rifled through, finding a black dress with a diamond belt.
She slipped it on and began French-braiding her hair.
A knock sounded on the door and Adalyn said, "It's open."
Bucky entered and smiled. "You look stunning, doll."
"Thanks."
"Ada, are you okay? I remember how hard it was for you to distance yourself from the moniker."
"I'm okay. I promise. Are you okay?"
"I'll be okay." He moved her hair back and leaned around, kissing her cheek.
She held up a necklace. "You mind helping me with this?"
He spun her around with a smile. "You look stunning, Ada."
"Let's join the others."
"Are you ready to?"
She kissed him and smiled. "I am now."
---
The two made their way back to the main living area to see that Sharon and Sam were already there.
Sharon smiled as she looked at the three before saying, "Much better."
Sam, who was still looking at jackets, glanced over to Sharon and asked, "What's going on, Sharon? You don't ever wanna come back home?"
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