Truthfully, John didn't particularly care what was or wasn't Loki's reason to come up from the Fjord to the town, if anything it was introduction to conversation to the god that he had gotten closer to by force. All and all, it wasn't that bad - just awkward having lady Loki hanging on him while trying to keep his attention on cooking.
Not that he judged Loki for it at all. Different boats, different floats. "Whatever thing the hammer god has done to annoy you." John countered knowing full and well those two bickered and fought like a cat and dog.
"Tis what I said, mate." John said stepping into COFFEE greeting Clint casually, paying little attention towards the man himself. Taking his coffee black as he always did, he shimmied to allow Loki to do his thing. "So," John sipped the hot liquid. "How are you, Loki?" He inquired passively, knowing full well that the answer could go a number of ways.