"In my vast experience, saying that pretty much just sealed your fate. Never tell Orange County you don't want to deal with something."
Loki's eyebrows raised, almost as if to say sucks to be you. Then a smile cut across his face.
"Yes, Thor, that's the one." As if it would be hard to guess. Loki's eyes flicked toward the coffee shop, watching the dark clouds as they reflected in the glass, watching Clint's reflection, too. "You know. It's the oddest thing. I'd really felt the need for something to wire me up, but I think the urge has passed."