"Thank you." He has no idea who Quill is, but he's very happy to be considered worse than Quill, especially since he suspects worse means tempting. That's the hope.
The little warm triumph comes to an abrupt halt when she lays out her terms, and Loki looks back at her sharply, then at the skaters. She's not serious? But she is, he realizes, of course she is, there's no way for her to lose. She gets him into a pair of those weird skates, either he makes a fool of himself and succeeds or makes a fool of himself and fails, and she doesn't need to lift a finger.
It's brilliant, and he takes a few moments to turn it over in his mind. Is he willing to take the risk of looking foolish in order to take her to dinner after? "Elaborate," he says, leaning forward again and gesturing at the skaters. "What do you mean by lap you three times, precisely?"
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The little warm triumph comes to an abrupt halt when she lays out her terms, and Loki looks back at her sharply, then at the skaters. She's not serious? But she is, he realizes, of course she is, there's no way for her to lose. She gets him into a pair of those weird skates, either he makes a fool of himself and succeeds or makes a fool of himself and fails, and she doesn't need to lift a finger.
It's brilliant, and he takes a few moments to turn it over in his mind. Is he willing to take the risk of looking foolish in order to take her to dinner after? "Elaborate," he says, leaning forward again and gesturing at the skaters. "What do you mean by lap you three times, precisely?"