"Seems like someone should just get you another suit so you feel compelled to wear it." If he didn't do it he'd certainly consider putting the idea in someone's head.
"Running into Loki was mostly by chance but it worked out for us both. You know, until the end. I like to think I had a lot more personality than any of my brothers even before then but becoming a Trickster definitely made me more interesting. Along the way I guess I just turned out to beb somewhere in the middle of who I was and who I was pretending to be." Talking about his time with the pagans was bittersweet. He couldn't go back to those days and pretend he was anything else but for all the trouble his interactions with Loki had earned him he still had some pretty great memories.
When Sam started to giggle he kind of wished he'd been recording or something because that was pretty priceless. His answers definitely made him wonder, though.
"One, you might not be the strapping twenty-something I met decades ago but you're fooling yourself if you think people are offended by the way you look. And two, I didn't turn you down, I'm just very into sober and enthusiastic consent, Samsquatch. We'll see if you remember any of this later." Gabriel kind of doubted he would because liquid courage could make people do a lot of things but he'd just have to wait and see.
"Left it is," when he stood up and snapped his fingers the drinking horns disappeared. "Lead the way. A pool may or may not await."