"Oh, I would insist you preserve your mystery beyond one shared meal," Loki says immediately. "I would much prefer to tease it from you."

He doesn't wink. Winking would have softened it. Instead he holds her eyes for a heartbeat longer than necessary, then smiles and looks away first, watching the skaters passing them again. "I can dance. But I know little of music beyond Asgard. I hope that does not lower me in your estimation."