But I would walk five hundred miles WHO: Elsa and Loki WHERE: Library WHEN: Thursday, Noonish WHAT: Loki brings her some snacks and conversation times WARNING: Oh probably some cute nonsense STATUS: Complete
A reasonable amount of time had passed since Loki had to go and explain his ahem infatuations while on what started as an honest quest to get a dance from Elsa on Halloween night. Usually, he accounted for things to happen far ahead from when they were to but in these matters Loki was falling short. Horribly, embarrassingly short and left to his instincts to guide him.
Thankfully he had a decent pair of them--when not directed in the mischievous sense, and received a surprisingly helpful bit of information from Tommy. He let Elsa have her space and get acclimated at her job as she requested. His time had been busied with Thor, tasks with the Luteces, and retrieving the stolen items with Natasha. Now with that finished and Elsa never off of his mind, Loki decided he would make good on his claim to bring her snacks and smiles. As if he needed an excuse to go and see her.
At the middle of the day when the library and square was at it's most quiet--yes he'd been studying it--he casually scooted into the library with some sandwiches he'd picked up from the cafe, bottled tea, and a few chocolate candies. Anna made it clear they had an affinity for chocolate when they set up for Halloween. Very much. The newly returned Gram at his hip because even in 'civilian' clothing he wasn't about to leave the sword up for grabs again.
"Excuse me ma'am," he tapped the service bell at the counter before her, resting his elbows over the counter with a fond smirk, bag of goods over his arm. "I need some assistance please! It's lunchtime and I'm in need of someone to help me eat these sandwiches. Do you think you could help me out?"